Produced by Chris "Frenchie" Smith and recorded at The Bubble in Austin, Texas' own Southbound Drive releases their debut album, Agnes. 
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Pardon My Interpretation

Pardon my interpretation but you make me feel old
Pardon my insincere nation we all know how to whore
A good god dies everyday while we shed tears, tears too proud
Too proud to touch the ground we’re always lookin’ up but never down 
Never down

You can silence the pain with whiskey and rage
Or have faith there’s words on the page
You can silence the pain with whiskey and rage
Or have faith there’s words on the page

Pardon my interpretation but you make me feel cold
Pardon my insincere state in this moment this hand I fold
A good friend dies every day while we stand in line to sell our souls
Our faith lies in the fact you can return all that’s sold
All that’s sold

You can silence the pain with whiskey and rage 
Or have faith there’s words on the page

Southbound Drive - Pardon My Interpretation

Produced by Chris "Frenchie" Smith and recorded at The Bubble in Austin, Texas' own Southbound Drive releases their debut album, Agnes.
www.southbounddrive.com
www.facebook.com/SouthboundDrive

Lovesick Come Around

Comin’ home from a vision quest
Got love stains on my breath and holes in my chest
I can see you from a mile away you ain’t got no money
But you wanna pay

Hey, Hey
Lovesick come around

I am bleeding from internal wounds 
Like a class clown wailing from a teachers broom
I can see you from a mile away
You ain’t got no honey but you wanna play

Hey, Hey
Lovesick come around

Dance floor’s empty 
We’re movin’ to the beat of the heat
Dance foor’s empty 
We’re movin’ to the beat of the heat
Dance floor’s empty 
We’re movin’ to the beat of the heat
Dance floor’s empty we’re movin’ to the beat of the…

Lovesick come around

You can love me but you gotta be neat 
I’m movin’ with you baby on the beat up streets
I can see you from a mile away 
You ain’t got no money but you wanna play

Hey, Hey 
Lovesick come around

Southbound Drive - Lovesick Come Around

There’s a cold wind rollin’ down the mountain
Leavin’ me alone with my thoughts and my sins

The weight of love 

There’s a broken woman with a poison
Fillin’ my cup with her call to the wind
I’m a lonely shepherd with an omen
Blamin’ a God for my loss and my win

The weight of love

I’m a holy roller coaster love child, Cast down by her garden
And I’m comin’ to you woman, I don’t wait for love

There’s a cold wind rollin’ down the mountain
Leaving me alone with my thoughts and my sins
There’s a cold wind rollin’ down the mountain
Leavin’ me alone with my thoughts and my sins

The weight of love

There’s a cold wind rollin’ down the mountain

Southbound Drive - The Weight of Love

Produced by Chris "Frenchie" Smith and recorded at The Bubble in Austin, Texas' own Southbound Drive releases their debut album, Agnes.
www.southbounddrive.com
www.facebook.com/SouthboundDrive

South By Way of Hell

Say you won’t pay your way
Cause you hold onto yesterday
Things won’t be the same
Cause you board the wrong train
The sun came out today
Redemption or come what may
Anything else you need
We will find for you with speed
Welcome to our home
Cause It is what you own I know I know
The sun came up today 
Redemption or come what may

And we hold to hope
In our home street fight
In the blinding lights
With our loaded guns
And our Molotov nights

In the neon lights

Don’t know where you came from
We don’t care where you go
You poisoned up our well
Sending you south by way of hell
The sun came up today 
Redemption or come what may

And we hold to hope 
In our home street fight
In the blinding lights
With our loaded guns
And our Molotov nights

In the neon lights

Don’t know where you came from
We don’t care where you go
You poisoned up our well
Sending you south by way of hell

Southbound Drive - South By Way of Hell

Blind Benny saw the world 
Through the colorless eyes of girls
Blind Betty held a fire 
In her eyes for desire
Blind Benny sold his soul 
Just a part he paid a toll
Blind Betty knit a quilt 
To comfort all of his guilt

At the courthouse in the rain
Selfless right causes pain
And the children and the priest 
Laid their prayers at his feet and their souls

They grew up spittin’ prayers 
That were lost in the years 
And they wrestled with the gods 
For a life filled with love
They battled and they scarred 
And they ran in beat up old cars
They suffered but thye soared 
To find light in heaven’s remorse

At the courthouse in the rain
Selfless right causes pain
And the children and the priest 
Laid their prayers at his feel and their souls