Never meant to overheat my engine

Been running/gunning since cowboys/indians

Nostalgia pumps my breaks, roses inhaled

Whiskey keeps me heavy boot+throttle equation

Left demons/angels in my dust impaled

Now it's me or you when the dust clears

Was a good kid now a gun slinger

Never know what tomorrow brings

Another shot at a trip around the sun at least

If you're lucky everything bought or leased

Time is short plus an illusion in these sheets

Can you meet me in the middle for treats

Scooby snacks and drinks for old times

All I got left is medication and dope rhymes

Never meant to overheat my engine

A Lot going on in my system, it's religious

The way I die on hills, ridiculous

Amounts of liquor in my liver/cup

Sure I saved room for plenty drugs

Still wonder why three AM I wake up

Shivering sick losing my shit for a buck

Guess I'm stuck, still good at nothing

Flirting with disasters unseen, no bleed

So noone knows what's really killing me

Never meant to let my check engine light blink