BLUES ROCK
THIS IS MY HOBBY.
Lyrics
Looks like I'm leaving the same way I came
And there ain't nobody but me I can blame
Looks like I finally run out of luck
And all I got left is this old pickup truck
Broken in two
And there ain't a damn thing that I can do
Sometime I feel like a runaway train
Making it's way through the relentless rain
Everything's different when nothing's the same
But I still remember your face and your name
But it Don't make no difference what I've been through
Cause you've heard it before and it ain't nothing new
Broken in two
That's what it looks like from my point of view
Broken in two
