The Tim Version - Shin Splits lyrics

rate me

There's a blackbird in the road up ahead.<br />

A surefire sign of welcome death for me.<br />

Dark wings, black future.<br />

And they'll pick the meat clean from my hide, <br />

Poke my eyes out, box me up<br />

And send me home my sun-bleached bones.<br />

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If you can't learn to ignore the pain in your legs, <br />

Learn to ignore the pain in your lungs<br />

And keep going on and going on to an end that isn't there.<br />

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Black asphalt stretches on for miles, <br />

Built by prisoners working work crews.<br />

But these roads don't ever go nowhere.<br />

Round in circles, all dead ends, <br />

No pot of gold or four leaf clover.