I don't know where my head might lay
But when I close my eyes I'm in the Appala
I can take in that green lit somber
Rest upon all the gentle wonder
I can hear those vultures grumbling
Do this, do that and we'll give ya some boy
I'd rather lay me down six feet sideways
Than talking dirty with a bunch of bad guys
Oooooo!
I could spend my days sharpening claws
Just to dull them on these mental walls
I could shape shift thirty times over
Still be looking what's over my shoulder
I could follow the path unpaved
Still be trippin' over my laces
I could take it all in stride
To my grave
I finally made it, boys
Tell me what I got to give
And I wont do it, no
Tell me what I got to give
Why so stubborn
Tell me what I got to give
I wont do it, no
Why
So
Stubborn
Wayward and the chains unbound
Slipping through the cracks
Trying to live a little
Earshot of all the sounds
Slithering like a snake
Sneaking outta your television
I'll fight my way to the bottom
Kick back
Hang with the forgotten
I don't know why I'm in it
But god forbid I have an opinion
Tell me what I got to give
And I wont do it, no
Tell me what I got to give
Why so stubborn
Tell me what I got to give
I wont do it, no
Why
So
Stubborn
Tell me what I got to give
And I wont do it
No
Tell me what I got to give
Why so stubborn
Tell me what I got to give
I wont do it, no
Why so
Stubborn