Bury Me On A Backroad (Dying Android Remix)

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(No name on the stone)

Bury me on a back road.
'Cause I'm chasing the wind,
and I might never come back home.

Can't believe that I made it this far.
I really came up out the mud,
small as a tadpole, reaching for light.

This ain't only for me.
My city rides beside me,
even when they hope I crash.

They keep taking their shots,
but I'm still at the glass.
Put the ball in my hand —
I'll shatter the backboard.

(No name on the stone)

I’ve got a dream,
some cash,
a tank full of gas,
and a past I can’t ever let go.

Raise a glass to the nights
I should’ve died but lived.
When I think back,
I still choke up.

(No name on the stone)

If the stars don’t shine,
I’ll still find a spark
in the fire of the bridges I burned.

Lay a stone with no name.
Bury me in my chains.
Pour one out on my grave
when my turn finally comes.

(No name on the stone)

I’ve been cut,
I’ve been crossed,
I’ve been left,
I’ve been lost —
but nobody can call me fake.

I had people I love
look me in the eyes,
shape their lips,
and lie to my face.

Everybody ain't you —
and it hurts,
but it’s true.
I had to learn
how to carry that weight.

Karma comes quick,
and the reaper never misses.
Still, I’ll be smiling
as I face my fate.

(No name on the stone)

Tell my babies I love them.
Every mistake I ever made
was made to keep them safe
and keep them straight.

Let them take what they want
from my plate.
I only hope
I’m not too late.

Let the world say
whatever they think.
For the record,
I was never afraid
of the hate.

Bury me
in a flyover state.
And make sure
you remember my name.

(No name on the stone)

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I might never come back home So if I die, draped in all of my gold Bury me on a back road In a flyover state with no name on the stone 'Cause I don't want nobody crying at my grave I don't want my family to go through that pain So bury me on a back road In a flyover state with no name on the stone (No name on the stone) Bury me on a back road. 'Cause I'm chasing the wind, and I might never come back home. Can't believe that I made it this far. I really came up out the mud, small as a tadpole, reaching for light. This ain't only for me. My city rides beside me, even when they hope I crash. They keep taking their shots, but I'm still at the glass. Put the ball in my hand — I'll shatter the backboard. (No name on the stone) I’ve got a dream, some cash, a tank full of gas, and a past I can’t ever let go. Raise a glass to the nights I should’ve died but lived. When I think back, I still choke up. (No name on the stone) If the stars don’t shine, I’ll still find a spark in the fire of the bridges I burned. Lay a stone with no name. Bury me in my chains. Pour one out on my grave when my turn finally comes. (No name on the stone) I might never come back home So if I die, draped in all of my gold Bury me on a back road In a flyover state with no name on the stone 'Cause I don't want nobody crying at my grave I don't want my family to go through that pain So bury me on a back road... I’ve been cut, I’ve been crossed, I’ve been left, I’ve been lost — but nobody can call me fake. I had people I love look me in the eyes, shape their lips, and lie to my face. Everybody ain't you — and it hurts, but it’s true. I had to learn how to carry that weight. Karma comes quick, and the reaper never misses. Still, I’ll be smiling as I face my fate. (No name on the stone) Tell my babies I love them. Every mistake I ever made was made to keep them safe and keep them straight. Let them take what they want from my plate. I only hope I’m not too late. Let the world say whatever they think. For the record, I was never afraid of the hate. Bury me in a flyover state. And make sure you remember my name. (No name on the stone) I might never come back home So if I die, draped in all of my gold Bury me on a back road In a flyover state with no name on the stone 'Cause I don't want nobody crying at my grave I don't want my family to go through that pain So bury me on a back road In a flyover state with no name on the stone (No name on the stone)

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