Mud

Have you heard what they’re saying

You don’t give a damn do you

I am who I am

Am I a monster to you

Don’t steal my peace that shit ain’t cheap just ask my brother

I’d rather die a wanted man beside my lover

You can beat me until my blood runs red

Drag my name through the mud

I’m probably better off dead

For what I’ve done

You can’t keep up with me now

I’ll just keep coming around

Like whiskey burns when it’s going down

You keep shooting me but I can’t feel them now

I might have a reputation

But I don’t even know your name

Guilty by association

To hell with what you have to say

Don’t steel my peace that shit ain’t cheap just ask my brother

I’d rather die a wanted man beside my lover

You can beat me til my blood runs red

Drag my name through the mud

I’m probably better off dead

For what I’ve done

You can’t keep up with me now

I’ll just keep coming around

Like whiskey burns when it’s going down

You keep shooting me but I can’t feel them now