Alright
Lyrics by Rob Benedict
Music by Louden Swain
BMI

The car is too tired
And I’m still awake
Heartbeat's on fire
At an alarming rate

You won’t believe me
When I tell you I’m fine
Desertion may be
My only crime

I waited in line
I paid the price
I took your advice
And now I’m alive
Now I’m aligned

Car is too quiet
And I’m heading home
My friend said it’s better
To not be alone
My problem may be
The opposite of that
Then why am I racing
To get myself back?

I got off the track
Knife in my back
You saved my ass
And now I’m alright
I’m alright
I’m alright…Alright

The highway men at night they see
A different kind of light than me
They never taught me
What pride is for
Just open the door, the door



© 2009 3 Car Wreckords
A BRAND NEW HURT