Addin' miles to my feet
As I go down the street
Hear the pavement underneath
Too dark to see
If its black top or just concrete
Evidence ropes off in my mind
Take the shoes off now its time to climb
Up out the pit I think this is it
The path I should have took But then I stop to look
Off the ledge and back behind Cant see the bottom
Cant seem to find
Anyhting I might
Use to loosen the bind
Throw off the straps
And let the road wind
Me back to the top
Like a spring primed
Write the taxes off
As the coat is lined
Fleece or duck
Down the path blind
Its the day out
Night times when I
Feel the baddest
Not tough its sadness
Disassociations
Bring forth the tragic
Only way out
Is Bruce like magic
Use discipline To not feel this again
But aint no one perfect Some days it hurts
You're Dealt what you got Anti in the pot
Dont fold just bet This next hands the best
Chips up cards down Its the aces you get
Punkinnonstop - Let The Road Wind Ace Lyrics
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Addin' miles to my feet
As I go down the street
Hear the pavement underneath
Too dark to see
If its black top or just concrete
Evidence ropes off in my mind
Take the shoes off now its time to climb
Up out the pit I think this is it
The path I should have took But then I stop to look
Off the ledge and back behind Cant see the bottom
Cant seem to find
Anyhting I might
Use to loosen the bind
Throw off the straps
And let the road wind
Me back to the top
Like a spring primed
Write the taxes off
As the coat is lined
Fleece or duck
Down the path blind
Its the day out
Night times when I
Feel the baddest
Not tough its sadness
Disassociations
Bring forth the tragic
Only way out
Is Bruce like magic
Use discipline To not feel this again
But aint no one perfect Some days it hurts
You're Dealt what you got Anti in the pot
Dont fold just bet This next hands the best
Chips up cards down Its the aces you get
As I go down the street
Hear the pavement underneath
Too dark to see
If its black top or just concrete
Evidence ropes off in my mind
Take the shoes off now its time to climb
Up out the pit I think this is it
The path I should have took But then I stop to look
Off the ledge and back behind Cant see the bottom
Cant seem to find
Anyhting I might
Use to loosen the bind
Throw off the straps
And let the road wind
Me back to the top
Like a spring primed
Write the taxes off
As the coat is lined
Fleece or duck
Down the path blind
Its the day out
Night times when I
Feel the baddest
Not tough its sadness
Disassociations
Bring forth the tragic
Only way out
Is Bruce like magic
Use discipline To not feel this again
But aint no one perfect Some days it hurts
You're Dealt what you got Anti in the pot
Dont fold just bet This next hands the best
Chips up cards down Its the aces you get
Writer: Nathan Anderson
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