Kentucky

It’s so goddamn reverent
Everything’s purpose is fickle and meant
It’s so goddamn hard to forget
Here we go Kentucky, you’re leaving me again
Shame, it’s a shame, it’s a shame, it’s a shame
Southern skies leaving on the heels of a train
Here we go Kentucky, your wide eyes roll me down
Feeling pretty lucky, you’re keeping me around
Picking lipstick flakes off of my shirt
Licked up bone bags left in the dirt
Sweet tea drinkers, farmed for the worst
Singing like a kick drum, blessed with the curse
Singing like a kick drum, blessed with the curse
Singing like a kick drum, blessed with the curse
Singing like a kick drum, blessed with the curse
Singing like a kick drum, blessed with the curse
It’s not as strange as it seems
We’re just walking, pacing the scenes
Aptitude high, you know it so well
Faking drowning, going to hell
I’m so goddamn tired (I'm so goddamn tired)
I’m so goddamn tired (I'm so goddamn tired)
I’m so goddamn tired (I'm so goddamn tired)
I’m so goddamn tired (I'm so goddamn tired)
Shame, it’s a shame, it’s a shame, it’s a shame
Shame, it’s a shame, it’s a shame, it’s a shame