B-Sides It's Dark Outside

I aint no superboy no I aint no yankee son I aint what you've been looking for I aint your chosen one I got no one to throw this at for to blame my sin for comin' home my flask in hand a mouth full of fiery hell this is my confessionary hymn I cannot

Well let the indians ride and the cowboys drink Let 'em drown themselves 'till they cannot see Let 'em shoot their guns towards the sky And when their god comes down they'll kneel and cry Well let the indians ride and the cowboys drink Let 'em drown

this road has over taught me lessons about my lonely soul i am young and getting wiser, soon i will grow old trip my heart from misconceptions fill my eyes with grief let me make my own connections in this endless sea. oh muscle, cars, and endless ba

Isn't it hard to pretend that there's no feeling When you're alone on sunny days Just give me hope there's some light inside your own engine Some mechanism, still the same Would you be sad if it was raining down And the only way to float was to smile