Murder city got a grip on me so pretty
Nitty gritty little piece of my heart
Big sky apple eye let the sun dry
Gonna get me right back to the start
Tough luck big truck keep on ridding till you're high in the sky
Nice try small fry finish last like a nice guy should
Keep your revs on the chalk and your life on the line
Im not wasting anymore time
Ive got these big things coming
Im not wasting anymore time
Ive got these big things coming for me
Salt air never care I’ll go back there
Roads winding through my DNA
Smoke cleared on the rise with the no fear
Suns shining I will be OK
Tough Luck Gold Rush all this living on the back of a smile
Stay Stuck Young Buck trying looking further than a quarter mile
Keep your revs on the chalk and your life on the line
Im not wasting anymore time
Ive got these big things coming
Im not wasting anymore time
Ive got these big things coming for me
Don’t take a page from a dead mans book
Just write your chapter one line at a time
In the end a life a was all it took
Keep your revs on the chalk and you life on the Line
Blow past the devil on the highway side
Im not wasting anymore time
Ive got these big things coming
Im not wasting anymore time
You can pry my dreams out from my cold dead hand