Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Lane Pittman
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Rivers Rutherford
Composition
Eric Paslay
Composition
Warren Zeiders
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Greg Stace
Production
Red Curl
Production
Andrew Maury
Ingénierie de mixage
Paroles
Do you know how it feels
When the hounds of hell are at your heels
You take the corners on two wheels
With the odds all stacked again'st ya
When you're the one they're huntin for
You don't give em nothin more
Than the crack you left in that back door
Cause that's the way they get ya
You're both the roman candle and the
Dumb sombitch that lit ya
Goin nowhere fast
Like a roll of stolen cash
Yeah you can take it with you
No but it ain't gonna last
That's just the way things are
Life is short when you live hard
You don't worry about tomorrow
You don't cry for the past
Goin nowhere fast
Goin nowhere goin nowhere
Goin nowhere fast
Gettin yours while you still can
Before the glass runs out of sand
The shadows, lights, the slight of hand
That just steal from the other
You can't get through no man's land
As a one man band of brothers
Goin nowhere fast
Like a roll of stolen cash
Yeah you can take it with you
No but it ain't gonna last
That's just the way things are
Life is short when you live hard
You don't worry about tomorrow
You don't cry for the past
Goin nowhere fast
Goin nowhere goin nowhere
Goin nowhere fast
Goin nowhere fast
Like a roll of stolen cash
Yeah you can take it with you
No but it ain't gonna last
That's just the way things are
Life is short when you live hard
You don't worry about tomorrow
You don't cry for the past
Goin nowhere fast
Goin nowhere goin nowhere
Goin nowhere fast
Goin nowhere fast
Written by: Eric Paslay, Rivers Rutherford, Warren Zeiders

