All I really want out of life Is a railroad spike
And all I ever wanted to be Was on one, two, three
All I ever wanted to see was time be kind to me
All I ever wanted to see was time be kind to me
Oh no, not me
You never saw the gun in my hand
You count to three
And know I'm branded where where I stand.
All I really want out of life Is a railroad spike
And all I ever wanted to be was on one, two, three
Oh, no not me
You never saw the gun in my hand
You count to three
And know I'm guilty here where where I stand
To bear or to bear down
The road forks ahead of me
You said it's just an idle story
And I said I need to breath or is it leave?
You said you fear the world
Well, I fear gravity
I fear it's just an idle story
And I said I need to breathe or is it leave?