But life's not that fun anymore
As he throws another tire
Gimme a new language for recovery
This one just isn't working
Wrong and angry, broken men
They say you can't go home
And after all the problems all the bullshit
All the things I've been through
I'll take a pale ride across the road
Cause this campfires growing cold
You can normalize the pain
But you can't escape the schtick
I'll take a pale ride across the road
All the best of joys are born from misery
If you see me dancing, see me smiling
With that pale ride across the road