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Way They Should
by Keenan Brittain
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Hey mama, can I call, I need to come back home
The place I'm at ain't working, and they left me all alone
My calloused hands are burning, and my six string got no strings
The version of me that I wanna be is only in my dreams
My heart is like a shipwreck, it's been hit by a thousand waves
A bottle of Jack a pack and a half gets me through my days
the feeling of redemption, feels good for a while
Until it comes back, stabs your back, and your life ends up like mine
I know that I gotta try, the devil doesn't lie
Hell right now is empty, but they're all here to fight
The angels try their best to fight the bad out of good
But sometimes things don't work out the way they should
I see fire in the distance, it's coming right this way
Nothing beats a bad man down, no more than this own flame
If you ever get the notion, you don't wanna fight with me
Take a step back, pack your bags, and hit the highway
I know that I gotta try, the devil doesn't lie
Hell right now is empty, but they're all here to fight
The angels try their best to fight the bad out of good
But sometimes things don't work out the way they should
Hey mama, can I call? I'm ready to leave home
I found a place down south where I won't feel alone
My calloused hands are working, and my six-string now got strings
I learned some things and followed my dreams, and now I feel free
Hey mama, can I call, I need to come back home
The place I'm at ain't working, and they left me all alone
My calloused hands are burning, and my six string got no strings
The version of me that I wanna be is only in my dreams
My heart is like a shipwreck, it's been hit by a thousand waves
A bottle of Jack a pack and a half gets me through my days
the feeling of redemption, feels good for a while
Until it comes back, stabs your back, and your life ends up like mine
I know that I gotta try, the devil doesn't lie
Hell right now is empty, but they're all here to fight
The angels try their best to fight the bad out of good
But sometimes things don't work out the way they should
I see fire in the distance, it's coming right this way
Nothing beats a bad man down, no more than this own flame
If you ever get the notion, you don't wanna fight with me
Take a step back, pack your bags, and hit the highway
I know that I gotta try, the devil doesn't lie
Hell right now is empty, but they're all here to fight
The angels try their best to fight the bad out of good
But sometimes things don't work out the way they should
Hey mama, can I call? I'm ready to leave home
I found a place down south where I won't feel alone
My calloused hands are working, and my six-string now got strings
I learned some things and followed my dreams, and now I feel free
