Dreams From Gin - Rabbits Run In Prides lyrics

rate me

There are

worse things than being too late

then you realize it's too late

Everything I do is such a waste

you don't I do

You've already eaten the bait

It's two too to easy

Shut up slow down and brace

I won't you will

Sand fleas at my place

So So So Sleazy

Cut up Cut out Face

Slips out

My

Sleeve

Engine Stop and Engine Go

No No No No

And I don't even wanna go

No No No

No Shit there I was more bullets in the air

Than air

Climb down gooseneck canyon

Fall asleep and stare

Throw in Europeans

Soaking clothes and hair

Throw up all my words now

Though I doubt

you

care

No Don't follow the trail of dead Armadillos

straight to New Orleans

Making miles moments

dragged around by my chain

no Big Sir won't falter

In a tin can avalanche

If your going down there

Three dead boys

in

vain

I don't wanna go I

I don't wanna go I

I don't wanna go I

I don't wanna go I

I don't wanna go