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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
Song Length3:22 GenresRock - Indie/Low-Fi, Rock - Classic Tempo / FeelMedium Slow (91 - 110) Lead VocalMale Vocal Moods Moving, Gloomy
Subject Matter Drugs, Life Language English Era 1990 - 1999
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