Текст песни SMALL TOWN (Radio Edit) - Xilla Gore-Rel-A

Some days and sometimes the music's not enough I'm falling all out of line and I'm in and
Out of touch Flirt with Mary Jane, but she's never good
Enough Something I can't explain, but this is not
A crutch Bipolar in my brain, steady craving love

But I ain't never felt like I'm ever good enough
Okay, I'm living my life Okay, I'm living my life
On down this broken road Everything I done before, yeah
I know what price is owed I'm a man and I pay with a O, yeah

Still a long road, but I'm built for the climb I put in work, here I did my time
Tryna ease my mind with this patent design I spent a lot of time when I was walking the
Wood line Tryna figure it out just a kid from the south
With some dirty, dirty clothes and a pirate's mouth

Never had shit, just a country kid With a 22 long and I was flipping the lid
In and out the house, chasing girls around Tryna find a good one and hold it down
Write love letters and we pass them round In the back of the truck when we going to town
I met lust on the back of a bus But she broke my heart and it broke my trust

I was always fucked up when it came to love But I always had hope and I'd rise above
Summertime and sunshine, we could never get enough
I miss the good times when we were young and we're in love
Flirt with Mary Jane, but she's never good enough So she brought a couple paints of her daddy's stuff

Okay, we living our life Okay, we living our life
On down this broken road Everything that we done before, yeah
I know what price is owed We grown and we pay what we owe, yeah
Some days and sometimes the music's not enough I'm falling all out of line and I'm in and out of touch

Flirt with Mary Jane, but she's never good enough Something I can't explain, but this is not a crutch
Bipolar in my brain, steady craving love But I ain't never felt like I'm ever good enough