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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ben Rogers
Ben Rogers
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben Rogers
Ben Rogers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dallas Green
Dallas Green
Producer
Karl Bareham
Karl Bareham
Engineer

Lyrics

I got street cred, gunpowder gray eyes and a stolen purse Six pounds of state jewelry on my ankles and wrists I've renewed the old family curse A spider web windshield, they'll never let my ass past the borderline I'm just looking for a place to spend the rest of my sins Before the jig is up and I can go home And it's a hard bargain we drive We ain't living, we're just trying to survive Knocked out, loaded and let down Vanished in the air And we're steady going nowhere Well, she smiled and drew the blinds and then pulled back the covers Said, "It's been nice being friends, now can we just be lovers?" Well, it's hard being a pimp, can I cower 'neath the concrete sun You can get a lethal injection in the Sunshine State Or an alley down on Hastings Street And it's a hard bargain we drive We ain't living, we're just trying to survive Knocked out, loaded and let down Vanished in the air And we're steady going nowhere Were we anything more than gods and men? A column of bone and, baby, that's it A column of bone and one last hit Tone-deaf, New Year's Eve, a cup of kindness yet I have danced with death so often, I can teach you all the steps In somewhere stolen, my fate plays out so much differently Far from this no man's wasteland, free-falling On a Black Hawk wind And it's a hard bargain we drive We ain't living, we're just trying to survive Knocked out, loaded and let down Vanished in the air And we're steady going nowhere And we're steady going nowhere
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