Scope or Claw

By Sims

On Field Notes

Released on September 2, 2014

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I was plucked from the sky

Brought down into the the black goo

An evil surrounded me

Now I’m trying to pull my way back through

Maybe I was running too fast

Too locked in, too cocky, too close to the sun

Needed to be burned on down

Well that’s how it turned out

I’m not sure if I believe in god

But there’s a force that’ll even odds

Leave your logic flawed

Leave you saying

Maybe that was code

Pull me off the road because I went too far from home

Maybe that was wrong but I’ll never know

'Cause it goes exactly how it goes

And supposing doesn't get me closer to what would’ve been

Tally the wins, rally the loss, put wind in the sails

Keep wolves off the trail

Me and my chick, she’s bad as fuck, we on that no matter what shit

We ain’t noting to fuck with

Same as the crew I grew up with

From the downswing to the uptick

The mud don’t get as thick as the blood

And a motherfucker don’t quit ever he just learns how to trudge

So "where you at?" is a call out, roof gone, walls out

No sir, no sale, I will see you in hell

From the bell to the tomb and I’m all out

Even lost on the rockiest road I wouldn't take another way

Even on the darkest night, even on the coldest day

And I’ll never know if that was right until it’s too late (too late)

So I guess I’ll do this my way, (my way, my way)

(My way, my way)

(My way, my way)

(My way, my way)

I vibrate like five strings doing solos around the whole globe

And I expand like rubber bands show you how low can a soul go

And I snap in half and I put it back, no illusions

I go into it with no delusions

I don’t know it I just fucking do it, ain’t nothing too it

Fear has got no business here

But it don’t disappear it just lives near

And I let that settle, just prove my mettle

And I never peddle that sentimental

Call my manager, tell him I don’t give a fuck

Should’ve quit years ago

A buck? God damn it I do what I love

And all my heroes are broke, so

Even lost on the rockiest road I wouldn't take another way

Even on the darkest night, even on the coldest day

And I’ll never know if that was right until it’s too late (too late)

So I guess I’ll do this my way, (my way, my way)

(My way, my way)

(My way, my way)

(My way, my way)

I push until I break then I find me some tape

Been that way since I was a boy

And I found that it snaps when it’s wound too tightly

Now I do it lightly with time to enjoy

When I get picked off by scope or claw

I land with style like I planned it out

Make it work like hand-me-downs

With a fresh new cut to sing about

Even lost on the rockiest road I wouldn't take another way

Even on the darkest night, even on the coldest day

And I’ll never know if that was right until it’s too late (too late)

So I guess I’ll do this my way, (my way, my way)

(My way, my way)

(My way, my way)

(My way, my way)