Wavering Lines
I got bone lit stick with time my hopes
And I could swing at a skull and I'm feeling quite bored
I gotta flee my back without an embrace
With my boot heels getting all the concrete scrapes
Cruising over the breeze with the sunset gold
I've been paddling for miles, feel 1000 years old
Got a roll of cash in the side of my sock
Sipping Colt 45 in the light kicking rocks
I got the low ran solitary cool like a fool in the summertime
My death wish mine, my brown dog eyes see the wavering lines
I got the low ran solitary cool like a fool in the summertime
My death wish mine, my brown dog eyes see the wavering lines
I've been left in the dust like a thing from the past
But a go at a pleaser don't need no gas
I got the Tupperware bowl with the turkey next stew
Another couple of brews and I'll cook it, too
I got a bottle full of piss and I'm gonna let go
€˜Cause I ain't no priss, I go down with the flow
I've been alone many times, now I'm all flattened out
I got a gym so flat, sinking down and down
I got the low ran solitary cool like a fool in the summertime
My death wish mine, my brown dog eyes see the wavering lines
I got the low ran solitary cool like a fool in the summertime
My death wish mine, my brown dog eyes see the wavering lines
See the wavering lines
See the wavering lines
See the wavering lines
See the wavering lines
And I could swing at a skull and I'm feeling quite bored
I gotta flee my back without an embrace
With my boot heels getting all the concrete scrapes
Cruising over the breeze with the sunset gold
I've been paddling for miles, feel 1000 years old
Got a roll of cash in the side of my sock
Sipping Colt 45 in the light kicking rocks
I got the low ran solitary cool like a fool in the summertime
My death wish mine, my brown dog eyes see the wavering lines
I got the low ran solitary cool like a fool in the summertime
My death wish mine, my brown dog eyes see the wavering lines
I've been left in the dust like a thing from the past
But a go at a pleaser don't need no gas
I got the Tupperware bowl with the turkey next stew
Another couple of brews and I'll cook it, too
I got a bottle full of piss and I'm gonna let go
€˜Cause I ain't no priss, I go down with the flow
I've been alone many times, now I'm all flattened out
I got a gym so flat, sinking down and down
I got the low ran solitary cool like a fool in the summertime
My death wish mine, my brown dog eyes see the wavering lines
I got the low ran solitary cool like a fool in the summertime
My death wish mine, my brown dog eyes see the wavering lines
See the wavering lines
See the wavering lines
See the wavering lines
See the wavering lines
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Writer(s): Willis Earl Beal
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