Jackson McLain - Drywall

Well there's water leaking through my jacket
And shitty cards soaked in my hand ready to play
They've been waiting all day
The clouds just above me break and I see my final day
What am I gonna see at that place
What do I think of myself today
Smoked my last cigarette and stood in place
In the cold Cumberland rain hitting me like a freight train
Just outside of Crossville
With some kind of white pills
5-0 cruiser on my ass
Wiping drywall off my back
Like I'm not the only one
Living like a drunken smokestack
But then again
Whats wrong with that
That storm breaks on the Attala County line
You can count on it to miss
Something you can count on every time
And now I know I couldn't be that
But I was anything but steady for you
Don't you know wind blows in places it ain't supposed to
Smoked my last cigarette and stood in place
In the cold Cumberland rain hitting me like a freight train
Just outside of Crossville
With some kind of white pills
5-0 cruiser on my ass
Wiping drywall off my back
Like I'm not the only one
Living like a drunken smokestack
But then again
Whats wrong with that
Smoked my last cigarette and stood in place
In the cold Cumberland rain hitting me like a freight train
Just outside of Crossville
With some kind of white pills
5-0 cruiser on my ass
Wiping drywall off my back
Like I'm not the only one
Living like a drunken smokestack
But then again
Whats wrong with that

Written by:
Jackson McLain

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