Lyrics

here we sit
we hit the rails just a bit
i don't know when or if
ill lay down my head

but i will defend myself
by hittin the road once im fit
steamrollin straight into the sunlit
and i curse the birds tradin words at dawn

shut up fucked man
sittin here wantin
someone to hold my hane
wantin someone to lay
next to me lascivously

hungrin waiting wanting for sustenance
soul sustenance
not cocain or cigarettes
but sustenance something that shines

here i sit
bangin my head just a bit
and i dont know when or if
inspiration or addiction is gonna hit
yes i'm synchopated to off beats
and im feelin so awfully

hungrin waiting wanting for sustenance
soul sustenance
not cocain or cigarettes
but sustenance something that shines

so you wanna be like me
not a cent and procrasting
philosophy and gyrating
well good luck you dumb fuck
havent you been listening

but i will defend myself
by hittin the road once im fit
steamrollin straight into the sunlit
and i curse the birds tradin words at dawn

but i will defend myself
by hittin the road once im fit
steamrollin straight into the sunlit
drop a curse reverse and im gone