Overshot
I‘m gonna sell my old truck I‘m gonna sell my farm I ‘m gonna put my all on sale Cause I need some cash I‘m gonna sell my home I‘m gonna sell my dog I wanna just omit What became my life Just a matter of destruction Like we are burning gasoline I undertake your faults They’re gonna break my balls I have to pay my taxes I gotta pay my dolls Like I paid my fucking wife Die Wait the call of hangman They gonna cut my throat I am damned but fucking wild In someway I’m high Like soaring above in the sky I fly with my own wings I slide on my guitar Downed we stand in sorrow Fear my pain I know we ‘re strong enough (in) my way I wanna sell my, No Give me more That’s right ! Ride or die All is done I wanna save my soul In someway I’m high Like soaring above in the sky I fly with my own wings I slide on my guitar Inside, where’s the light Inside, seek my way Inside, here’s the glow Inside of me Go ! This deep inside ride Makes expel my strong beliefs Get away my shadows These ones won’t steal my will to live They won’t sell your land Well, I ‘m inspired by your faith There is no doubt, it’s time When the slaves will rise and reign You bring a dream to me That’s what I’ m trying to say There is no doubt, it’s time When the gods will disguise their
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