goin' down the interstate,
when i woke up she was leavin'
shoes all soaking' wet in rain, wounded mind
heart still grievin'
no matter what they say, ya can't fight fire with fire
pick up all your shit, and get back home alive
I dreamed I was a dead boy ridin' on a dead horse
they hung his mother from a tree for worshipping the wrong lords
no matter what they say, ya can't fight fire with fire
pick up all your shit, and get back home alive
hey look up, there's a storm a-coming
gonna break yer heart and tear you apart
hey look up, there's a storm a-coming
gonna break yer heart and tear you apart
once i saw a dead boy ridin' on a dead horse
they hung us all up from a tree for worshipping the wrong lords
no matter what they say, ya can't fight fire with fire
pick up all your shit, and get back home alive
hey look up, there's a storm a-coming
gonna break yer heart and tear you apart
hey look up, there's a storm a-coming
gonna break yer heart and tear you apart

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