So hold your head up high and know it's not the end of the road
Walk down this beaten path before you pack your things and head home
At the end of the road you'll find what you've been longing for.
I know 'cause my feet have scars to show.
I was lost with vague direction and no place to call home
I don’t believe you. You show me the opposite of your words
I need a beer
Can’t even have a nice thought without someone shitting on it. Damn.
