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Lost Highway

 

Lost Highway

(Album: Stuck On An Island - 2010)


Lost highway
Trying to hit 88
Lost highway
Need to break 88
To break out
No coming back we're 'bout to break out now
And chase those things we feared

When all is said and done I'm'a need 'em all with a better gun
People talking where they from so much they forget to run
These limbs I have are severed some
Beaten down and weathered from
Chasing dreams and getting numb on a dark day afternoon

Back with a little more disregard for the system and all it's war
I've been meaning to va-cay; escape the umbilical cord
Because it's giving me a [?]
I'm a man of few words but way more action than your little school board would promote
I'm just another weatherman bomb in your precious land, 'cause I'm too hardcore to quote

Fifteen minutes of me mouth of gold; dug so deep I saw the roots show
Calloused hands; battered soul; tattered clothes; tired bones and dry throat
Lost hope; murder she wrote; once crew bounced back their spirits broke
Now I search that map to be friend or foe 'cause if not I feel alone
In a

Lost highway
Trying to hit 88
Lost highway
Need to break 88
To break out
No coming back we're 'bout to break out now
And chase those things we feared

Fly down the avenue dressed in black
Car alarms goin off while I speed past
So fast; too fast for the average rap
Stuck on an island doing loops around back
Downshift this shit is fixed
Mix petrol with a pint of "Fuck you, bitch" front
I'm going off the grid just for fun
With the world in my rear-view never in front

Never skipped line; no I never did once
Fell a few times but I never just jumped
But tonight I'm'a disconnect
Unplug me; love me; press eject
Or better yet, get a gallon of the gasoline
I bet that we can make it halfway around the scene
On a little bit of grease and a battered dream
Come full circle and be glad we're free

Traveling
Got a one-way ticket to burn
Traveling
And I'm unraveling at every turn
And I won't
Come back 'til things have changed
And I won't
Come back to rearrange
No I won't
Come back 'til
Come back 'til
(No I won't)
Come back 'til things have changed
And I won't
Come back 'til things have changed
No I won't
Come back to rearrange
No, no, no I won't
Come back 'til
Come back 'til
Come back 'til things have changed

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