"Desperation Road" lyrics
"Desperation Road"
Spent my whole life feeling sorry, so
Never bought the painless way to wise
Faith had me believing it was written to let go
I watched my problems pile up in their lives
There's a little bit of bad in the best of us
A little bit of rust stuck to the gold
Don't let the world own you for what you think it owes
Try to find your miracle on the desperation road
All those sunny days they followed darkest nights
In the eye of the hurricane, you're standing still
The day you win the lottery, the cop reads you your rights
Awake me in the morning, if it be your will
There's a little bit of bad in the best of us
A little bit of rust stuck to the gold
Don't let the world own you for what you think it owes
Just try to find your miracle on the desperation road
There's a little bit of bad in the best of us
A little bit of rust stuck to the gold
Don't let the world own you for what you think it owes
Just try to find your miracle on the desperation road
Just try to find your miracle on the desperation road
Writer(s): Cory R Chisel, Garrett Hedlund
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- Garrett Hedlund Lyrics
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