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Cannonballers

 

Cannonballers

(album: The Cannonballers - 2023)


Pulled behind a car with a 100 different bumper stickers on
In the left lane crawling 58 on the freeway
Ears a ringing keychain
Pressure in the blood
Can't slow down I'm a time bomb ticking while I run
With a loaded gun staring at the sun
Got a blind eye never hit the bulls eye
Just like acting tough

And I keep asking myself
Hey, why are you running?

Hardtop Impala
Blank checks and cannonballers
Heard the whistle blow
From the Wabash
Can't borrow time with the cold cash
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la

Television preacher got yourself another seeker on the line
Could you make the time
I could use divine intervention
Undivided attention
Someone needs to know
Yeah I cooked the books and threw my combinations
Dodging jabs and hooks
With shallow conversations
Like a surface level
Speed sick devil on the loose

And I keep asking myself
Hey, why are you running?

Hardtop Impala
Blank checks and cannonballers
Heard the whistle blow
From the Wabash
Can't borrow time with the cold cash
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la
(With the cold cash)
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la
(But I keep on running)

Hardtop Impala
Blank checks and cannonballers
Heard the whistle blow
From the Wabash
Can't borrow time with the cold cash
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la
(Can't borrow time with the cold cash)
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la
And I keep asking myself hey, what are you running from
Don't know why I keep running

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