Hit the Ground
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More than half a million miles between the skies
And down to earth, since that I've been messing around
All I know about the truth is rock 'n' roll and attitude
It's not a shadow of heaven, the black underground
I feel the end so fucking near
Too tired to chase around here
Desperation in my pocket like a good old extra bag
Can't prove what money has made
I have a piston that cradles no reason
Just a night season where life is done, done, done
Let's face it, nothing lasts forever, my son
It's been a long road, lovesick, wasted fun
A couple of depressions, nothing to sell but rum
Dry your eyes, my blue-eyed son
Rise your fists up to the ground
Shadow hanging over me
Feeling like a refugee
Bright eyes of the apple trees
Lanky, funky diva
But a chore to put steps in her corridor
Being fast, not lazy, but there is waiting for me
Ain't coming in, this sets me free
My love to be, Miss Empty
Even life ain't good since you're not under influence
Get out my seat, my end
I have a piston that cradles no reason
Just a night season where life is done, done, done
Let's face it, nothing lasts forever, my son
It's been a long road, lovesick, wasted fun
A couple of depressions, nothing to sell but rum
Dry your eyes, my blue-eyed son
Rise your fists up to the ground