Fading Out from Country Rose by Pepper Rose

pent a long time
With the static on the line
You gotta a lot of nerve
To call me from jail

You’ll be getting out soon
Back on couches and in hotel rooms
Bet you’re still born to lose

Give your kid a popsicle
He’s getting to be two years old
Already lifting up a heavy load
He's busy growing up into your mold

You’re acting like you’re made of stone
You've got the eyes of a man
Without a home
Are you better off on your own?

Save it for those strangers
Who feel safer at the bar
They don’t know who you are
Save it for those loners
And wayward stoners
Is it still fun living out on the run

Save it like it’s your last smoke
Or your last beer
I have shed my last tear
I’m fading out our last years
Keeping memories golden
Memories golden

• Rock
• ballad rock
• indie
• indie rock
• rock
• Salt Lake City