| Leaving a piece of me behind at everywhere I go
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| Reaching every state every city every single show
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| Life in the fast lane you never want to take it slow
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| You can’t enjoy the highs without taking all the lows
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| And that can be found at the bottom of a bottle
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| Of liquor or pills perhaps both at full throttle
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| The comforts of the road deceiving it’s all hollow
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| As you try to drink away all the pain with each swallow, and
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| Hoping that something will change, maybe tomorrow, then
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| I can try to get my head together maybe understand
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| Life out of a suitcase can be hard to handle man
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| Without your kids without your friends without your fam
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| Despite these lyrics I’m seriously not complaining
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| Destined in this world since birth to be an entertainer
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| The fans make it worth each and every step but later
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| The stage lights dissipate back to thinking about
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| Thinking of my, thinking of my (life, life)
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| Thinking of my, thinking of my (life, life)
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| Thinking of my, thinking of my (life, life)
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| Thinking I’m high, thinking I’m high everyday
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| Strange faces in a foreign land
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| Suitcase full of acid while I tour again
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| Headlights cut the black night pouring in
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| Never been a nice guy never wore a grin
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| I’m just here squeezing blood out these oranges
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| Talking shit representing my origins
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| In a whisky hole tell ‘em Jim Morrison
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| Writing out the eye hovering over a toilet
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| And these spirits got me going in
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| But I ain’t wasting my words and that’s a warning
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| Usually a heart ends, cracked like porcelain
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| Fuck around and get your whole mills spooned to portions
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| Sorry to bust a contortion
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| Unrattle every cage before a thought of your motion
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| See i’m a wild animal my psych’s been roasted
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| And all of y’all tamed under massive hypnosis
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| I’m just
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| Thinking of my, thinking of my (life, life)
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| Thinking of my, thinking of my (life, life)
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| Thinking of my, thinking of my (life, life)
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| Thinking I’m high, thinking I’m high everyday
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| I got a battle that’s brewing up in my brain
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| So many memories of things that I could just never change
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| But I shake it off cause it’s the stage that I must tame
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| Inside a cage where the fame ain’t easy to gain
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| Simmerin' in a cynical lane to maintain
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| For the people who get therapy from everything we say
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| Tech is dressing just to mash out problems
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| Pouring up another just to get smashed off them
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| Mama said these days I’m a stranger, not familiar
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| And Cheeky said it’s kinda like y’all are my new familia
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| Strange quotes from great folks trying to just stay close
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| On the road break coast pulling a space ghost
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| You need us to lead this great feeling into a Zenith
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| All the journeys are scenic, this high is so intravenous
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| So we just roll on, and break the night into the day
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| Thinking of my everything until everything just fade away
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| Thinking of my, thinking of my (life, life)
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| Thinking of my, thinking of my (life, life)
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| Thinking of my, thinking of my (life, life)
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| Thinking I’m high, thinking I’m high everyday |