Nowhere Fast - Royal City Lyrics
Stuck between Southern and Mid-westernEmptiness all these yearsThe fluttering of turns gone wrongStir up the past, pain, and confusionSo, I’m making foot printsTowards a better resolutionBut these city streetsThey beat a broken startAnd long miles heal peasant heartsSo, we’re hustling across this great divideAnd I’ve seen the rise and fall of better American dreamsSweet city sixteenYour royalty is always my queen of painI’m not afraid of settlingIt just has to be worth bravingHaggard, it’s true.Your double talking throne is the secret killer keeping me down.So, I’m making foot printsTowards a better resolutionBut these city streets empty wrong bottlesAnd long miles heal rich hearts(Chorus Repeat x2)