Rock On

Lyrics

You're wasted
 Kept it on the tip of your tongue, you can taste it
 Never thought you'd play with a gun but it's pleasing
 At least you can feel something
 The burning of your flesh hits your nose, now you're bumping
 When you are dealing back spinning wheels and
 Doin' that grind all of the time
 Someone will getcha, know they'll out betcha
 Swipe away your dime, find your bottom line
 You're cruisin', don't even care about what you're losing
 You're using anything that comes your way, here today
 Gone tomorrow, all about beg, steal, and borrow
 Can't stop, won't stop 'til there's nothing left but sorrow
 You're cruisin', don't even care about what you're losing
 You're using anything that comes your way, here today
 Gone tomorrow, all about beg, steal, and borrow
 Can't stop, won't stop 'til there's nothing left but sorrow
 The palace became a prison, the phoenix within you risen
 Shot by your own device you paid the price and so you give in
 To the pity party, party of one, no one shows up
 Another sip of poison, slow death fills your cup
 Your head's wrecked from your neck down, it's out of your hands
 Your arms feel tied down and you can't understand
 When you try to stand up your legs have other plans
 Oh man, damn, you can't get out of this jam
 You're cruisin', don't even care about what you're losing
 You're using anything that comes your way, here today
 Gone tomorrow, all about beg, steal, and borrow
 Can't stop, won't stop 'til there's nothing left but sorrow
 You're cruisin', don't even care about what you're losing
 You're using anything that comes your way, here today
 Gone tomorrow, all about beg, steal, and borrow
 Can't stop, won't stop 'til there's nothing left but sorrow
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:29
Key
1
Tempo
162 BPM

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