Bad Things Coming

Текст песни Ranch Hand Robbie And The Wasteland Wranglers - Bad Things Coming

Got bad things coming
All my thoughts turning black
Wanna hit the ground running
Wanna turn the clocks back
I don't want to look forward
Or even look ahead
I don't want the future
For the future is dead

Gotta stand up so strong, fight all alone
I hope I can, cause I can never go home
Gotta stand up so strong, fight all alone
I hope I can, cause I can never go home

You do everything right
You you got no control
Fates like a storm
That cares not about your goals
You batten the hatches
And prepare for the storm
Better make no attachments
'Cause death is the norm

Gotta stand up so strong, fight all alone
I hope I can, cause I can never go home
Gotta stand up so strong, fight all alone
I hope I can, cause I can never go home
There are bad things coming
All my thoughts turning black
There are bad things coming
All my thoughts turning black