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I found my demons
Caught them where they were sleeping
Now I know, I'll never be alone
Shaving after drinking
Come downstairs just steadily bleeding
And exposing, my jaw bone
While my engine stammers and shakes
Another quart of oil, straight in the tank
Push the pedal, pull the brake
Seeing is deceiving
And to think you had me believing
In cottonwoods and two-step songs
I got my papers of indenture
So many years living up to my potential
It's probably time to take about 20 years off
While my engine stammers and shakes
Another quart of oil, straight in the tank
Push the pedal, pull the brake
Push the pedal, pull the brake
Good morning, South Carolina
Left a trail of dog bones behind you
Hoping I might follow you inside
Hoping I might follow
While my hands they tremble and shake
Got to calm them down with another round of drinks
Push the pedal, pull the brake
Push the pedal, pull the brake
Push the pedal
Push the pedal, pull the brake