Ravine Angel - Ambition

There are no rules and no one's counting the score
You aim for number one you're gonna end up number four
And when you get so used to losing you can't lose anymore
There's nothing left to do except a boot through the door
This ambition's gonna kill me for sure

There are no rules and no one's counting the score
And I don't know how to take it, everyday is a chore
When no amount of liquor's ever filling your cup
Everybody else's wins are proof you're never enough

She says baby I'm not feeling so hot
And I say you're plenty warm and this is all that we've got
When we're bashing all our skulls up against a brick wall
In a world that won't remember we existed at all

Well, this ambition's gonna kill me
When I get there, I'll be empty
Where is there, I cannot see it
Nothing ever satisfies and nothing ever works

So commiserate with me and show your grief
Even if you have to do it with beared teeth
I'll open up to you and you to me
And maybe we can find a place to sleep

Written by:
Teague Clements

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