Golden Boys

A southern drawl in a western state, A kink in your bloodline that you've grown to hate. But I’m looking for something that I can't find in the god you claim to love, beyond just blind faith in the skies up above

A narrow path, life threatening choice
Jump out of step or fall in line with the golden boys
I'm an underdog by design but I’m not falling victim to your doubt tonight

I'll make due with my damaged plans. Bur the foundation and tear up the map

If you want disaster I could show ya, Tearing up the pavement in my beat to shit Corolla. I'm up for something beyond cheap sex and designer drugs; burning day light in a trap house with suburban punks