[Hook]
Close call, ghost town with a road song
Let loose, don't hold on, this is my meadery
I'm making moonshine, while I let the sun burn
It's my remedy. I'm evergreen
[Verse: Neil]
Bottom of the river, I'm floating on this peg
Going places, ain't walking on my legs
And I'm hovering, life's a bitch, she got other friends. Another end
It's heavenly, with my island trees and my melanin
Sand dunes on this empty beach, consuming me
Let them take their time, I feel alive, empty me
[Hook]
Close call, ghost town with a road song
Let loosе, don't hold on, this my meadery
I'm making moonshine, whilе I let the sun burn
It's my remedy. I'm evergreen
[Verse: GRAVITY]
Cold summers, hot winters, temper seasons
Cooks inside a pot where the broth is for the evil
Me to my miseries, Peele to Keegen
Death is like an angel, I'm flocking with the heathens
Never had a liking for the people
I inject what is needed not a needle
Within my boundaries to keep away from serpents
Always ready for a fight, Tyler Durden
Still present, newer day, better version
In this ghost town for the soul search and I found myself like I got up out this earth
And it's no accident I'm drowning in this dirt
Cursive curses, witches dancing in circles
Drawn by my horses, life is a curricle
And I don't roam with a team that is gullible
Sick in the head with my songs, let me punish 'em
Close call, ghost town with a road song
Let loose, don't hold on, this is my meadery
I'm making moonshine, while I let the sun burn
It's my remedy. I'm evergreen
[Verse: Neil]
Bottom of the river, I'm floating on this peg
Going places, ain't walking on my legs
And I'm hovering, life's a bitch, she got other friends. Another end
It's heavenly, with my island trees and my melanin
Sand dunes on this empty beach, consuming me
Let them take their time, I feel alive, empty me
[Hook]
Close call, ghost town with a road song
Let loosе, don't hold on, this my meadery
I'm making moonshine, whilе I let the sun burn
It's my remedy. I'm evergreen
[Verse: GRAVITY]
Cold summers, hot winters, temper seasons
Cooks inside a pot where the broth is for the evil
Me to my miseries, Peele to Keegen
Death is like an angel, I'm flocking with the heathens
Never had a liking for the people
I inject what is needed not a needle
Within my boundaries to keep away from serpents
Always ready for a fight, Tyler Durden
Still present, newer day, better version
In this ghost town for the soul search and I found myself like I got up out this earth
And it's no accident I'm drowning in this dirt
Cursive curses, witches dancing in circles
Drawn by my horses, life is a curricle
And I don't roam with a team that is gullible
Sick in the head with my songs, let me punish 'em
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