I have paid off all my dues
now I want some back
Shouldn't have to beg or steal
for what I should've had
Pulling back under fire
cursed my only friend
just in time the hero's dead
no angels left to send
CHORUS:
Crossing thru rivers
I've thrown all my stones
I'm losing rhythm
I'm losing control
Victim of the roadhouse blues
but everything is red
trust in me my only friend
say what must be said
CHORUS
Who lays the groove
that makes me move
nothing to prove-it's the words that soothe
my mind in time will find the rhymes and signs to shine and shine...
Crossing thru rivers
I've thrown all my stones
I'm losing rhythm
I've lost all control
