積分
演出藝人
Omar LinX
演出者
詞曲
Omar Guzman
作曲
歌詞
[Verse 1]
You see, I grew up as a wild child, played by my own rules
Stubborn as a motherfucker, I don't wanna go to school
Man, class is boring, recess is old news
I just wanna chill and have fun like them older dudes
And so I did, and I never gave in
With my back to the wind, in the roof of your grin
I was out for the sting, where I wanted, I went
When they told me I'd lose, I just told them I'd win
[Verse 2]
And I snuck out of class, headed down the road
Ventured on home, call me Indiana Omes
Said I'd never look back, gotta set my own path
I don't need a game plan, I can get my own map too
Girl meets boy, and boy meets girl
Never would've thought that she would change his world
I remember that day, when we met up in a range
You just looked me in the eye and you said one thing
[Verse 3]
"Show me love
Who's got your hand on a button now?
Show enough
You've got your hand on a button now"
[Verse 4]
Don't you see what I am? See what I'm doin'?
This is my life, don't you see what I've ruined
Drown my gift, try my faith
Forgot my dream, I've lost my way
And there's nobody to blame, nobody to call to
I was doin' fine, why the fuck did I involve you?
Ready as I am, I would never get the chance
To show you what I dreamt, 'cause you'd never understand
[Verse 5]
I'm a cowboy by night, rider by the day
If i could find a saloon, I could find my way
Earn my livin' with my outlaw winnings
I could spend it all with me, but I just can't stay now
Everything's gone, everything's lost
Promisin' to God, I've paid my cost
Never would've thought that she'd ever let us go
But she missin' in my heart, I can feel it in my soul
[Verse 6]
Show me love
Who's got your hand on a button now?
Show enough
You've got your hand on a button now
[Verse 7]
What's wrong, who cares?
It's all wrong, cool sin
I've been wrong about everything you owe me
And if I had another chance, just to try it all again
Then you know you'd be lookin' at the old me
So, if there's anything left, anything at all
Let me write that song that'd put you in my arms
I can see you a star, please don't shoot
Please, at the least, let me speak my truth
[Verse 8]
It's a little too late, she whispered in the wind
Wish you never left, it shouldn't be the end
She always on my mind when I'm thinkin' in my zone
When there's nothing left to drink, and I'm sittin' here alone
The cards are on the table, the odds are looking grim
Indebted to regret, there's no profit in the wind
I told her what she meant, just hope she remembers that
I sent her with a prayer, but she never wrote a letter back
Written by: Dylan Mamid, Omar Guzman, Ricky Tillo, Zachary Rapp-Rovan