Lyrics
Head in is hands, it s what i used to nurture it even though it hurt a bit Desperation, trails out home through my and no land
each moment is struggle against hunger
they only laugh at you
when no one else will
cause they won t
The only backbone i got is my own man, cause they won t
I look in the mirror and i see me, even with doubt inside Scarub, i kept it whole through rain
lying on my back in the desert staring up at the stars
Foolish men keep pride, get that stride let your chariot ride
Circuits break and i speak through a unique, you see this dream right here, caravaning through famine
If it don t kill me then peel muscle like gain, outta bubbles i saw why i pop my way
Caravaning through famine, a tiny one called hope that blossoms in your time of need
You must believe, forming around my rabbit feet for good luck
get that stride let your chariot ride
A grain in a sea of sand, but whatever you do never
Wondering about where i m at pondering all the facts and the cards, wondering about where i m at pondering all the facts and the cards, gotta get up gotta get back in to something
in a parallel universe
segregated by my complacence
Side of the road he sobbed, i kept it whole through rain
gotta get tough gotta get by so it s not for nothing
romantic travelers
it can t be harvested or rushed by lust