Oklahoma

[Verse] Under the tournament tree, branches snap, my hope’s splinters Lost my dignity, left it in winter’s bitter fingers Trail of tears, my sneakers bleed Oklahoma dust Crying rivers, drowning pride, my spirit combusts A bracket full of ghosts, I’m last in the roast Choked dreams, my shadow clings like it’s my only host [Prechorus] Trail’s long, bones buried deep, hands dirty, knuckles raw Scraping wins like crumbs in a lion’s jaw [Chorus] Crying me a river, I lost it again Looking for a bone, where the hell is my win? Tournament tree, next time I’ll climb But now I’m laughing, a choir in my mind [Verse 2] Road stretches endless, tire tracks like scars on my soul Underdog’s hunger, biting at the edges, swallowing coal A bone in the dirt, prize just out of reach Every failure a sermon, and pain’s the preacher’s speech Oklahoma skies watch me scrape the earth, Digging for worth, rebirth from hurt [Bridge] Laughter echoes, choir sings in my head Next time, next time, they chant what I said Underdog blues, but the bark still bites I’ll climb that tree, even in the dead of night [Chorus] Crying me a river, I lost it again Looking for a bone, where the hell is my win? Tournament tree, next time I’ll climb But now I’m laughing, a choir in my mind [Verse] Tournament tree, lit up, shining fluorescent Bracket branches, twisted, man, I learned my lesson Fell from the top, now the bottom’s my crescent Crying rivers so wide, they drown my confessions Tears drip down, trails carving my shame Dignity gone, man, I gave up my name Scratched my pride on the bark, etched in the grain Underdog status, hunting scraps in the rain [Chorus] Cry me a river, drown me in the flood Lost my crown, now I'm swimming in the mud Tournament tree, I’m just hanging by a limb Searching for a bone, chasing scraps for a win [Verse 2] Oklahoma winds howl, I’m scraping for a crumb Soul heavy, dragging like a loaded drum Road long, asphalt got me numb Dignity’s a ghost, but I chase where it come Hustling for the bone, gnawing at the marrow Dodging every arrow, dodging every pharaoh Roots of the tree got me bound in their shadow Dreams of a win, man, they narrow and shallow [Prechorus] What’s left of me, just bark and ambition Tears fuel the drive, I’m locked in the mission