Lagwagon - A Feedback Of Truckstop Poetry Lyrics
i pulled over for a teabag i thought of you,it wasn't bad you had direction and driveand you arrived at closing timeto find they wiped down the barand they built you a bed laid your head to restand left you try to true againyou maybe proud then as it was always wishfor thought i would imagine you offmaybe i could see you againwe could sit down and have a momentand talk about your suicideand i would put away your deathif you could put away the dopeand all our enemies,well there's no time for you to know themany crooked mind diseasebut hopeless fools they will be missing youi pulled over for nostalgiai thought of suffering the jokeno one delivered the punchlineno resolution is herei couldn't sharpen the viewand it's still drawn to you waitingon the new but then this storyhas no end as we continue driving