StrummingHerPain from PithFaith by Daniel Evan Snyder

Barrelled down in my lane
from this cloud which I am bound
Turned it out but there's no race
When your faces hit the ground
Tell my trip to see it fall
young naivete and all

I think they want me to trade my life away
and give my time to schemes

to have things that I want to have
live in fear of the upper class
to sing songs but they ain't the same
Hear what I want

Put my talents to waste
All your curses on my heights
it's my ticket on this clock
that provoked me to act think they want me to trade my life away
and give my time to schemes
they offer things but they ain't the same
and I can't take anything with me

Are you fast, you hit my vice?
Don't look back soon as we're gone
give it good to what you got
whet this thrill is all I want

you don't know my mind
tales you tell but you won't find
You can't take you and me
hurt me enough but hear my name

• Blues
• classic rock
• honkytonk
• Indianapolis