Last of a dyin' Breed

Duration

3:54

Genres

Southern/Blues Rock/Rockabilly

Description

Lyrics

Clinicaly insane, I'm trapped with all these souls around me. Dabbling in their pain, sorting out the way I truly feel. Sieze the day. This interstate is a second home to me. I'll find my way, through whatever I feel I'm bangin' my head to forget. I'm burnin' my lungs, and stayin' wet. I'm worth every stolen minute I can get! Oh I'm the Last of a Dyin' Breed X2 Well this freedom's great, but it's a lie that they sell us to keep us all workin' here. We trade our checks for chains, worrying 'bout all the scraps that we can sell. Make a change! Just search your heart, and question everything. I can't believe they hid heaven in hell! Chorus X2