Still Trying (Live at Red Rocks / September 20, 2020)

When I wake up in the morning, you know I'm gonna tell

I was standing looking backwards in the outs

You said there's room enough to cramping in the crowd

No movement here, no friends to break us out

Stop breathing or we'll just win foul

I don't know

I don't know

I don't know a goddamn thing

Man, there's moments I forget to tell myself

And if you're rollin' in it long enough, your shit won't even smell

And is there no one I can trust to point it out?

I can hardly be right here, I was spitting on myself

When I wake up in the morning, you know I'm gonna tell

I don't know

I don't know

I don't know a goddamn thing

This wound is gonna cancel me out

This wound is gonna cancel me out

This wound is gonna cancel me out

This wound is gonna cancel me out

Ooh, ooh-oh-oh

Ooh-oh-oh-oh

I don't know

I don't know

I don't know a goddamn thing