Leaving the Monsters Behind

Leaving the monsters behind
Sticking it out
Never knowing what you got
Bury me down by the river lazy
Kicking around
All the old favorite haunts
I don’t want to fight
Giving it up
Screaming at midnight
I don’t want to fight
Seems there’s no place to hide
One step ahead of the hustle
If I move fast
Maybe I’ll outrun my past
With a little spit and some muscle
Like steve mcqueen
Tearing down the san francisco streets
I don’t want to fight
Giving it up
Screaming at midnight
I don’t want to fight
Seems there’s no place to hide
Hearing the brakes down on the interstate
Diesel fumes and run-down motel rooms
Moccasin soft drawing straws
Sleeping it off in the starbuck’s parking lot
I don’t want to fight
Giving it up
Screaming at midnight
I don’t want to fight
Giving it up
Screaming at midnight
I don’t want to fight
Giving it up
Screaming at midnight
I don’t want to fight
Giving it up
Screaming at midnight