Getaway

I woke up the other day
I told this fear to go away
I tried to contemplate but it left me in a mess
Sick n tired of being pushed around
I'm gonna hold the gun line, stand my ground
I was lost but now I'm found and I got to get away

Oh this town is in a mess
Oh facing the precipice

Got a mind to walk away where I can't hear a word you say
You know I'd love to but I cannot stay because this place is in a mess

Oh this town is in a mess
Oh facing the precipice

I hear you knock'n but you can't come in
The windows smashed and the doors kicked in
I'd like to tell you but I can't begin
Just like the pile of washing in the kitchen sink
These things are hot, out of control
I clean it again then to save my soul
I'll clean it again then I'll clean some more
Clean up my act until these hands are raw

Oh this life is in a mess
Oh facing the precipice