Nelsonwood Lane

(album: Never Had To Leave - 2022)

80 miles in a puck truck
I was on my way to scraping off the cups
Had some stepped-on shit so I did me some
You and I, we talked over toast
Mmm, rediscussing everything we know, we know
Then you got into my car then I drove you home

Oh, salvation with a pump fake
Oh, a fucking band is where I put my faith
But I ain't no servant to a man with a green green face

Trentwood and a fat lip
Put on the cuffs and heard that Mike got bit
A fucking copper wouldn't tell me anything
Tidewater, I was comatose
I swear I knew that guy that waved was just a choke
So I quit another job and I hit the road

Oh damnation at a full sprint
See I was never shown a way to handle this
But I ain't no servant to a man dressed in politics

I saw you coming with a gun in your hands
I can't want this, I can't want this
I saw you coming with a bag of demands
I can't want this, I can't want this
I crawl to something with a life full of plans
I'm not helpless, I'm not helpless (I need to)
I'm not the victim if I don't take a stand
I can't want this, I can't want this (I need to)
I can't want this, I can't want this