Nelsonwood Lane (Live)

歌詞

80 miles in a puck truck I was on my way to scraping off the cups Had some stepped-on shit so I did me some You and I, we talked over toast Mmm, rediscussing everything we know, we know Then you got into my car then I drove you home Oh, salvation with a pump fake Oh, a fucking band is where I put my faith But I ain't no servant to a man with a green green face Trentwood and a fat lip Put on the cuffs and heard that Mike got bit A fucking copper wouldn't tell me anything Tidewater, I was comatose I swear I knew that guy that waved was just a choke So I quit another job and I hit the road Oh damnation at a full sprint See I was never shown a way to handle this But I ain't no servant to a man dressed in politics I saw you coming with a gun in your hands I can't want this, I can't want this I saw you coming with a bag of demands I can't want this, I can't want this I crawl to something with a life full of plans I'm not helpless, I'm not helpless (I need to) I'm not the victim if I don't take a stand I can't want this, I can't want this (I need to) I can't want this, I can't want this