Uppers Aren't Necessary - Rocky Votolato

Lead me through these cities of imaginary trends

something’s gonna be changing come the morning time my friend

as fickle as these streets are they might not even wait around till then I’ve

got a lot to loose so come and take it from me quick everything you loose if it

makes you stronger it makes you sick take these cities from me I’ll build

buildings up with my own bare hands

the uppers aren’t necessary the guilt is the coal that keeps the fire burning

to drive out the cold

that creeps in every corner crack and never leaves you alone

till the lonely messengers come calling you back home

the trees are stacked in rows on the side of the road

stripped of any dignity a birthing may have had

100 thousand crucified on the Mojave I-5 line singers shepherds and salesmen

all longing for someone to kill the joy of wondering and end all their desire

to help them to remember that the road is nothing but a liar the uppers aren’t

necessary the guilt is the coal

that keeps the fire burning to drive out the cold

that creeps in every corner crack and never leaves you alone

till the lonely messengers come calling you back

to the red door, cracked and crooked walk way

the fence impaling the stars

ghostly keepers lead the way through railroads of abandoned cars the tracks and

city streets cut through like scars