Rattlesnake (feat. Zach Bryan)

Jack Van Cleaf

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    Mmm, losing touch in Tennessee
    Freedom's got the best of me
    Goddamn my opportunities
    Goddamn this easy living

    Gasping for the mountain air
    Crawling up the campus stairs
    My throne is an electric chair
    I'm stunned with indecision

    Mmm, pray for upgrades on my soul
    Tearing through an open road
    Questioning my moral code
    And screaming at a windsheild

    Knowing better all along
    Knowing all I know is wrong
    Throwing out my alcohol
    Am I making this a big deal?

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    Oh, my soul is just a big white house
    To some punk-ass kids from out of town
    Who stay up late and talk real loud
    Sometimes I feel like kickin' 'em out

    Mmm, self-absorbed most of the time
    Obsessed with sex and suicide
    The dreams of Texas girls gone by
    I lie like California

    Stumbling over all the states
    Mumbling like a basket case
    So love is like a rattlesnake
    Before it bites, it tries to warn you

    But my heart is just a little boy
    Holding hands like brand new toys
    Drunk on freedom, stuck on choice
    Just cooing for the rattle's noise

    Mmm, out of town and two clicks past
    I found a western diamondback
    It blocked my self-destructive pact
    I laugh, it shakes it's tail

    Says: If you hurt all of your friends
    And disappear around the bend
    You bet you'll come right back again
    And try to love though you may fail

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    Composición: Jack Van Cleaf y Maxx Marshall

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