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Rand Reynolds - So High lyrics
I threw my future in my old backpack I put a pistol in there too, and I never looked back. The edge of town, the city limit sign I stomped down on that pedal, all I want to do is drive. I hit the highway, man, I hit that road hard I swear I didn’t seem ‘em, that fucking cop car. You don’t believe me, but I got a good reason For stopping right now, I’ve come too far. I’m gonna run and I ain’t gonna hide I been down so long, I ain’t going back inside. I don’t wanna live, I don’t wanna die I’m so high. That shitty job from the moment I was hired I spent all of my time just trying to get fired. I started with nothing, I’m still living real poor. This ain’t no way to live, always stuck in a hole. My hands on the wheel, I know it’s not me The devil riding shotgun, I guess that makes three. The good, the bad, it just tears at a man Drives him to the edge, makes him raise his hand. It don’t matter what I do tonight But I got to have money, I need a new ride. I pray to God I don’t hurt no one But these stupid people always want to fight a gun. That kid at the counter was locking the door Damn it, all he had to do was put the cash on the floor. And turn away while I walked away But he had to be John Wayne, and I put him in a grave. |
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