I'm just an underthinkin', overusin' tall drinkin', short fusin' Gettin' in my own way I'm just a blood-stained, folded hands Throwin' back the milligrams I can't find the breaks I'm hiding from the sun Devil ridin' shotgun God knows I'ma crash and burn
'Cause that highway to hell is the road I'm on I need to turn around before I'm too far gone If I'm ever gonna make it on them streets of gold I gotta quit livin' on a dead end road
I'm a red-linin', low-lifein', anything but law abidin' Feels too good to quit I'm running off the edge, they say I'm just a wreck Digging me deeper than six
'Cause that highway to hell is the road I'm on I need to turn around before I'm too far gone If I'm ever gonna make it on them streets of gold I gotta quit livin' on a dead end road
I'm gonna die livin' on a dead end road I'm gonna die livin' on a dead end road I'm gonna die livin' on a dead end road Die livin' on a dead end road
'Cause that highway to hell is the road I'm on I need to turn around before I'm too far gone If I'm ever gonna make it on them streets of gold I gotta quit livin' on a dead end road If I'm ever gonna make it on them streets of gold I gotta quit livin' on a dead end road
Compositores: Jelly Roll, Brock Berryhill, Jaxson Free & Taylor Phillips