Chris LaRocca - Troubadours

Steered the crash without direction
I'm the comandeer
I've spent my cash, paid my attention
The signs are all here
In the notes that I′ve played
In the words that I've filled them with
My clock is ticking and sticky with liquor
I'm too stoned to give a shit

Breaking the seal
My life on a reel
You′d think that I′d give up by now
But I missed the 27 by a mile
So it's sky high now
Troubadors