Standin at the peak, lookin to the bottom It all falls down watchin Summer turn Autumn Autumn comes cold, cold comes Winter Everdays a struggle just to stomach my dinner Nickel in mpocket, burnin up a hole Sell another ticket just to watch it burn slow Slow comes quicker, liquor runs dry Dryin off my boots to deliver my high Lyin in the kitchen, lookin at the sky Skys too low fer me to even try to fly Flyin in a box, never worked well The wells dried up no water for sale Drownin in the bathtub trynna get clean Cleaned up quick but the dirt is so mean Kicked me up a cloud, waited for the rain Only rained five minutes then it slithered down the drain... Well either way you run, you cant run too far The keys all crooked but yer lookin through the bars Bars too high, so when you come down All you got left is a lonesome sound...
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