Wyatt Coin - The Winner (feat. Grant Emeigh) Lyrics

It's a bit early in the day to be feeling this way
I wanna run right to the sound of the thunder
I wanna plan against the will of the upper hand
He was looking for the man who had done him wrong
When he catches up with him he's gonna put him in the ground
He'll sit up in his chair like a king in a throne
There's a longing in the air for a love that we had known
We sit around wasting time
Trading off one bad habit for another
Don't you worry little darling, I'll be spilling out that door one way or another
It was do or die at this point and there wasn't much more we could pick up from the road
So, we packed up all our bags, broke our trail off
Yeah, we packed it on up and headed right home
Yeah, she's praying for a break in the stormy weather
Just trying to get all her evil thoughts together
It's a damn crying shame to see her mind go to waste
But every single day she's caught up in the race