作词 : Stan Byrne
作曲 : Stan Byrne
We don't care now
We're falling down
I've had enough
Hey we're out here
Try'na get it, try'na get it done
Lost faith for a minute there
I'm working hard in the hot sun
I'm try'na keep that to myself
Just try'na to keep that to myself
Yeah we're out here
And we're working hard
We're bound for glory
Collecting these scars
I'm try'na keep that to myself
Man, if this desert isn't hell
We're all dressed up in good intention
And running fast in no direction
Guess we get to rest up when we’re dead
Been breaking bones and learning lessons
Try'na shake these burning questions
I can’t get the **** out of my head
Yeah we got this
We grind till dawn
Smokebombs in the closet (whoa)
Buried treasure on the front lawn
I'm try'na keep that to myself
Just try'na keep that to myself
Hell yeah we got this
Good luck is a game plan
Waistline on a wish-list
Waste time in the wasteland
I’m try’na keep back from the fear
Nowadays the skies don't seem so near
We're all dressed up in good intention
Running fast in no direction
Guess we get to rest up when we’re dead
Been breaking bones and learning lessons
Try’na shake these burning questions
I can’t get the **** out of my head, yeah
Oh, digging for hope in a dust bowl
Oh, I guess that we'll know when we're s'posed to know
Hell yeah we got this
Good luck is a game plan
Waistline on a wish list
Waste time in the wasteland
I’m try’na keep back from the fear
Nowadays the skies don't seem so near
We're all dressed up in good intention
And running fast in no direction
Guess we get to rest up when we’re dead
Been breaking bones and learning lessons
Try’na shake these burning questions
I can’t get the **** out of my head
All dressed up in good intention
And running fast in no direction
Guess we get to rest up when we’re dead
Been breaking bones and learning lessons
Try’na shake these burning questions
I can’t get the **** out of my head
Yeah