Chokin' on this American Spirit
Smokin' on this American Spirit
Chokin' on this American Spirit
Shit
Bad things have found me I guess these
Bad Days ain't ova
I say
Bad things have found me I guess these
Bad Days ain't ova
I been gone for awhile bet you thought I was dead
Never that
Resurrected as a hollow instead
Everybody that I loved turned they back on me
The devil run around speaking all them lies on me
I trust God has a plan for me
And if I'm going to hell save a place for me
I have no regrets
I don't dwell in the shame
And I point my finger at someone to blame
Snakes in the grass
Slithering past my feet
Face the consequences
Of my past receipts
But I'm doing fine
In fact, I'm doing great
Haters try to steal my shine but I'm an earthquake
I been to places I had no business to be at
We all languish in our sorrows see there's no need to react
My cherie amour
She don't love me no more
Rest in peace I left some weed tucked in the flowers by the door
Bad things have found me I guess these
Bad Days ain't ova
Bad things have found me I guess these
Bad Days ain't ova
You can't walk in my shoes
You can't feel my blues
You can't step in my hue I think you got it confused
Cast me
Outta the garden throw me out to the wolves
You see you wouldn't understand
Unless it happened to you
But I'm relentless I'm about my business
I got the gift of goodbye
While I leave you behind
You see
Nobody love you when you're down
I'm looking for
All my friends but there ain't none to be found
So focus on your own damn house & on
Your own damn goals & own your own damn soul
You spread your diseases while I offer the cure
My heart is sometimes pure
What's inside yours?
Searchin' searchin' for Better days alone
Searchin' searchin' for Better days O' Lord
Bad things have found me I guess these
Bad Days ain't ova
Bad things have found me I guess these
Bad Days ain't ova