These Roads

Oh oh
Yeah
(Cobra)
Oh
Oh yeah
Alright, let's go
Yeah

These roads ain't like home I been driving all night long
Tryna find somewhere to be, tryna find someone like me
And I can't seem to find 'em
These roads ain't like home I been driving all night long
Tryna find somewhere to be, tryna find someone like me (Yeah)
And I can't seem to find 'em (Let's go, yeah)

I been up late, 3 am, thinking about my life
How shit can change so fast, and how it flies, it passes by
Two years ago, it was me and Slagle every night
Turning dirt to diamonds, taking trucks up 105
Every kid where I live learned to drift
In the Chevy S-10 down Greenlee Road
We all know
After dark, if you throw that bitch in park
Cut the lights, and you just might see that folktale ghost (Boo)
I wanna call my momma up
Hit text and call, fill my truck up
Highway 80 Locust Cove
Sitting round that old wood stove
That was then and this is now
Ain't no small left in this town
Every time I look around
One thing gets lost, it can't be found
Damn, and it's breaking my heart
This old school Ford still pushes to start
I close my eyes, I'm at West Court, pushing the cart
Out on Wildlife Road, just gazing at stars
Yeah

These roads ain't like home I been driving all night long
Tryna find somewhere to be, tryna find someone like me
And I can't seem to find 'em
These roads ain't like home I been driving all night long
Tryna find somewhere to be, tryna find someone like me
And I can't seem to find 'em (Yeah)

Aye, John
Swapping road raised to bad bitch
My daddy raised a muscle car driving savage
I'm really just a hurt Southern girl with baggage
Don't hide my troubles, I ain't made of plastic
Ain't nothing like a rusted brake nose for bussing down
A lone, slow road where life means something
Backwoods kids making something out of nothing
Gonna need your sawzall if the 35's rubbing off the paint
Rattle can of paint, underpass with names
Feel the pain, running from my hurt tryna save my name
Switching lanes, keep me from these chains
I don't want to change, feeling strange
'Cause I moved away, now I feel astray
Help, feel like I'm losing myself
I could take the high road but the valley's been down
I'ma take the parkway, viaduct out this Hell
Yeah, living in the city's like living in a cell

I've been driving down these roads (Down these roads)
It don't look like nothing I've seen before, no backroads to go
I been taking curve after curve after curve after curve
But none of them lead me home
Turn my dogwood heart to stone, c'mon

These roads ain't like home I been driving all night long
Tryna find somewhere to be, tryna find someone like me
And I can't seem to find 'em
These roads ain't like home I been driving all night long
Tryna find somewhere to be, tryna find someone like me
And I can't seem to find 'em