That country mouth so plain...


Well I looked my demons in the eyes, laid bare my chest; said, "Do your best to destroy me".
You see, I've been to hell and back so many times I must admit: you kinda bore me.
There's a lot of things that can kill a man.
There's a lot of ways to die.
Yes, and some already did that walk beside me.
There's a lot of things I don't understand.
Why so many people lie.
It's hurt I hide that fuels the fire inside me
Will I always feel this way?
So empty
So estranged

Empty, Ray LaMontagne