Текст песни diesel - Golden Vessel

The grass is dead for a reason
When it gets to the weekend
When the kids all leave
Isn't even off-season

My t-shirt smells like diesel
Work my fingers to the bone
We look like other people
The ones who stay as well

I'll stick around
I guess so
I'll stick around
I guess so, I might

Ran off
Had to get away
Was far enough to stay anyway for too long
Settle where it counts
Save and buy a house or maybe rent

My t-shirt smells like diesel
Work my fingers to the bone
When you know all the people
The ones who stay at home

I'll stick around
I guess so
I'll stick around
I guess so, I might

I'll stick around
I guess so
I'll stick around
I guess so, I might

The grass is dead for a reason
When it gets to the weekend
When the kids all leave
Isn't even off-season
I'll stick a