Lyrics

Stepping on necks to be nicer than me Panning for gold in a barren sea Sifting away through the muck and the weeds Sprinkle some salt of the earth on your cheeks Barn Boiler x2 You cut the tension with inflatable rings A toxic stench of an arson spree A paper trail and an endless chase But I can't find the origin point of the blaze You slam the door but the stallion's free He's at his mothers alternating weeks Let the boy gallop he's coming of age Leaving foot filings all over the place Barn Boiler x3 You've had the telеvision muted for weeks Who needs it when you've got a commеntary team Don't need no chump to pull you out of the slump I caught you in my blindspot just looking for a key You cut the tension with some bullshit degree A fierce reminder of the asshole in me A paper trail and an endless chase But I can't find the hedonist look on your face Barn Boiler x3