You get high everyday Chisled out of the marked man on your grave Throwing blood, you're half dead If you don't hear those voices, they're gonna get you
I like to speak my mind Say grace at supper time I?m just a dot on the map Ain?t scared to take a stand For this little piece of land Don?t make me take
Shoulda seen the look on the face of the boss of the second shift When I threw my hard hat at him An' suggested the box where he could stick it I walked
Woah I I've been searching all my life It's about time That I found my lucky star Gonna fly me To the heart of an angel Where I'll spend the rest of
Ooh! Wind spins like the devil Wraps around your home Tears you from the roots out Throws you like a stone Well it... May not be the first time May not
Oh, yes sir I don't care if it comes in a bottle I don't care if it comes in a can I don't care if it's stirred or shaken Man, could you give me one
It was a bad day in the mirror There I stood the livin' dead When I saw the face so familiar Hoverin' like a voice over my head It took me back to that
I've been burned I've been hurt I've been kicked to the curb 'Cause I'm more than a little hard on this world Feeling more peace for me Then I like what
I was raised on the west side shanty town I didn't get up until the sun went down When your back's against the wall, you better get tough An' learn real
(This song is actually called "Friend," but metrolyrics has a spaz when you try to post these lyrics because they don't think you're allowed to have 2
Ah, tell 'em about it darlin' Here we go She's a waitress at her corner Always dancin' nine-to-five Well, she ain't no supermodel But I'm here to tell
Look into the mirror Are you scared of what you see? Tell me how can you stand yourself When you've been lyin' and cheatin' me? You took the last of all
Once I had a fortune ridin' on the shoe Of a field goal kicker from LSU I never broke a sweat, hell, it was just a bet Now, I've climbed mountains and
That Friday night seemed just like any other Friday night Jimmy wasn't gonna play Sittin' on the bench chompin' at the bit, knowin' he was better Five
I swear I gave up drinkin' Sometimes I have no choice After singin' hard, six nights straight A little sip sure helps my voice Don't get me wrong, I
Ooh! You said it, but didn't really mean it One too many times If I'd been looking I would have seen it comin' Could have saved myself some time You
I wear this cross 'cause I believe He shed His precious blood so I'd be saved And daddy had to gold one just like me But when he died he wore it to his
Oh, feel like a train Set it up, tear it down Another show to go, another town Another place, another face Another crowd of people, tank of diesel Flying