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Tunnel Vision

 

Tunnel Vision

(альбом: King Of Dixie - 2017)


I went to sleep broke as fuck dreaming of a better life
With a barely running truck, with a flashing fuel light
Waking up to dead-end jobs that I didn't even like
Tunnel vision to the bullshit that gets thrown at me in life, yeah
Tunnel vision, tunnel vision
Tunnel vision, tunnel vision

Tunnel vision, I'm a rap exhibit for a couple million on social media
They took me in as a nobody when I was painting houses for them rich people
Pulling up to cribs with my ragged clothes, big chandeliers and a Range Rover
Putting drop cloths down on my hands and knees on some stubby motherfucker's marble floor
Busting asses 7 days a week not knowing what I wanted with my own life
And I smoked most of my summer money trying to venture off in a different path
Sitting in the woods just brainstorming till I finally heard the damn thunder clash
And I left the party scene ASAP, started walking tall and never turned back

I went to sleep broke as fuck dreaming of a better life
With a barely running truck, with a flashing fuel light
Waking up to dead-end jobs that I didn't even like
Tunnel vision to the bullshit that gets thrown at me in life, yeah
Tunnel vision, tunnel vision
Tunnel vision, tunnel vision

Yeah I kept walking till I couldn't see shit except the vision that I wanted so badly of
Spent plenty days on them logging trails just mother nature and a sky above
Shed plenty tears on them honey suckles, the south knows all my problems son
Fell asleep in Lalaland with them critters, guided by the lightning bugs
Just listen to the bullfrogs sing soprano in a creek course underneath the moon
Farmhouse over yonder in the distance flickers 'cause the wind has got an attitude
I guess I drifted in the right direction and I went away, I structured all up on my own
Now I'm sitting in the same damn holler seated gold trim cab [?]

I went to sleep broke as fuck dreaming of a better life
With a barely running truck, with a flashing fuel light
Waking up to dead-end jobs that I didn't even like
Tunnel vision to the bullshit that gets thrown at me in life, yeah
Tunnel vision, tunnel vision
Tunnel vision, tunnel vision

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