Gasoline Trail

LETRA

Gasoline Trail

Work hard towards nothing
A garden growing hurt
Fresh wheels but no body
A truck that just won't work
Dead leaves burn as easily as gasoline does
And now your soul is bruised
And now your soul is bruised and your color is violet.
Work hard for nothing

A garden growing rust
Dead flower for barrel
Fertilizing the dirt
Dead leaves burn as easily as gasoline does.
Now your soul is bruised
Now your soul is bruised and your color is violence.
Why can't I decide between two things I've found in my own life time?
Left here all the time
And now your soul is bruised and your color is violence.