Rowan Simmons - Bullitt County King

Devil done found his due
If I get the bill I'm mailing it to you
The sky is mine, you've failed this time
I'm the superhero you want to lose
Slap me in the face that's what I said
I killed my mind today
Shot with the buckshot straight through the face
The lies done stopped, I can take it from the top
I'm going without leaving a trace
Give me all you got 'cause I'm itching to fight
I'm the god of the mountain, baby, run for your life
Train keeps calling out for me
If it keeps on blowing I'm gone to Tennessee
I still hear the whiskey talking straight into my head
And I'm thinking about swallowing the lead oh yeah
Come on tell me baby why the devil was right
I'm the Bullitt County King, baby, Saturday Night
Reflected in the eyes of some other man's wife
See if you can kill the beast
Where the engine finally stops and I can find the peace
'Cause I've got the map and you better shut your trap
Or you won't get into paradise with me
Why dont you prove to me that you're still alive
When the fish inside me gets too big to fry
You fuckers ain't gonna kill me before it's my time
I'm going to Atlantis, baby, paradise

Written by:
Rowan Simmons

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