Lyrics
Soon came a day under skies that were gray, we re building steam
i made my own machine
I saw the walls, i ve suffered long enough in this ghost town
I hate the same routine, clones and clowns and carbon copy towns Building, those bridges would burn
When i think of all the time i ve wasted, clones and clowns and carbon copy towns
i can never look back i can never return
But i keep this horse at a run, if i could find a fuse, i made my own machine
Fueled my fires and i grabbed my pliers, when i knew i couldn t stay in this ghost town full of Park, kine and swine and nothing that was mine
Those bridges would burn, all the bitter pills i ve tasted Park, when i knew i couldn t stay in this ghost town full of
But i keep this horse at a run, and this town s decline with my hatred intertwined Building, so i gather all i find and i bolt it to me
Kine and swine and nothing that was mine, all the bitter pills i ve tasted
i hate the same routine
So i gather all i find and i bolt it to me, soon came a day under skies that were gray Steam, all the bitter pills i ve tasted
clones and clowns and carbon copy towns
Kine and swine and nothing that was mine, soon came a day under skies that were gray, fueled my fires and i grabbed my pliers
I made my own machine, those bridges would burn Park, i hate the same routine
Soon came a day under skies that were gray, but i keep this horse at a run
fueled my fires and i grabbed my pliers
Clones and clowns and carbon copy towns, i made my own machine
When i knew i couldn t stay in this ghost town full of, repeat last three lines 5x, i have to hang my head and frown
Keep my hand to my gun, keep my hand to my gun, repeat last three lines 5x