Ice Road Trucker

Am I, am I live? Am I on Reaper Radio?
Oh, this is Justin from Foxborough, Massachusetts
And I'm here to, to request Ice Road Trucker from nothing, nowhere
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Motherfuckin' yeah, yeah)
And, the Cult of the Reaper saved me, baby (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah
Yeah, yeah

I wanna be a cowboy
Or an ice-road trucker, but I'm a lazy motherfucker
It's like, every single day's the same
Complain about my life and all I do is sleep late and play games, come on
Ain't nobody making money off of Soundcloud
It's 2024, and every song I made is drowned out
And I'm too old to try another tired gimmick
'Cause we lost too many people, then we lost the scene with it, so
Remember what I did
Remember what I say, not the type to break a promise that I made
And some motherfuckers that I never even met
Making all their money off of me and stealing from me lawfully, so

Snakes in the grass, was taking a pass
Till I hopped up on the Deere and started rakin' they ass, uh
I said it once, I'll say it again
Somebody tell me when the pain stops

But is it the same?
See the years pass by, couldn't fight it
The problem with pain
Is it's bad for me, but I like it
I wanted to change
And I said I'd try, I was lying
The problem with pain
Is it's bad for me, but I like it

Yeah, I wanna go to bed
But all I do is stare into my phone instead
Uh, I wanna wake up early
I guess that's what you're supposed to do into your thirties
But I, I know I'm living different
Don't even have a friend living within driving distance
So how can I relate?
Everyone around my age has a kid or eight
I try to socialize, but our life is not the same
I been everywhere and I've done everything
And the funniest thing is that I'm craving any normalcy
Like havin' some friends, not tourin' again
And livin' content, and I'll surrender to conformity

Snakes in the grass, was taking a pass
Till I hopped up on the Deere and started rakin' they ass, yeah
I said it once, I'll say it again
Somebody tell me when the pain stops

But is it the same?
See the years pass by, couldn't fight it
The problem with pain
Is it's bad for me, but I like it
I wanted to change
And I said I'd try, I was lying
The problem with pain
Is it's bad for me, but I like it

I wanted to change
And I said I'd try, I was lying
The problem with pain
Is it's bad for me, but I like it