Tropical Depression

Storm watch ain't a part of my life
 Post cards from home
 I feel the wind
 I feel the heat
 I feel the breeze
 As the sweat drops down my back
 Don't look back
 Trade winds are testing me
 Legs made of ham
 One match one bar no clue and a Hawaiian shirt on my back
 Don't look back
 Slow drain is a way of life no control
 Like a dog my faults track
 My scent all the way home
 And there's nothing left to loose
 And I'm not comin home
 --------"Dance break"------------
 Slow drain is a way of life no control
 Like a dog my faults track my scent all the way home
 And there's nothing left to loose
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 And I hear her depression calling for me
 And I pray that the sirens tolerate me
 Flat broke on a hole
 And I'm not comin home