goddamn!
this time it's real,
it's a love that I feel.
I may be tainted but god knows
it's good to me, 'cause you see -
I leave my woes at
stranger's road dispose,
and let the sun back on my face.
It's a soul sense of pride,
good lord the south is blind,
but she gives me
so much sufferage with my pain,

I feel the strain
when I can't be kind, i bitch all day.
I've fucked it all
was that down? was that family?
I leave my woes at
stranger's road dispose.
and let blood back in my veins.
It's a soul sense of pride,
good lord the south