OTC - Gravel Clouds

Stars are out over the fields tonight
Flooded cuts shining in the pale moonlight
And I've dancing with the devil on the levee by my Chevy
Jamming heavy metal sloppy drunk waiting on the sun to rise

And the air is so thick with evil you can taste it
And the air is so thick that you can cut it with a knife
Watch the night bleed black into that muddy soil and leave not a trace
So I can breathe it all in through the mouthpiece of my pipe

We're picking stools for toads
Cop car rolling down the gravel road
With the paperman riding shotgun with the shotgun
Shovel in the back lookin for a spot to dig em a hole

I walk the gullies and the ditches with the devil by my side

Written by:
Dakota Koll, Dane Broussard, Mitchell Dague

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