Trucker

outlaw country sweetie story of real true love tonight

Gonna shove something soon...
Had It Up To Here by songwriter Edwin H. Balder
Time comes when your done!
Had It Up To Here by songwriter Edwin H. Balder
The screen’s still flashing, the world’s too loud,
another promise lost in the crowd.
The coffee’s cold, the bills stack tall,
and the same old fight just hits the wall.
I bite my tongue, hold back the tears,
but I’ve had it up to here.
I wake up early, punch the clock,
drive the same damn road that just won’t stop.
The boss keeps talking, the pay stays thin,
while dreams I had get boxed back in.
I used to think I'd make it far,
now I'm stuck between this dive and a rusty car.
Every push, every shove,
keeps testing what I’m made of.
I’ve had it up to here, I’ve had enough,
standing in the fire, but it don’t burn tough.
I’ve carried the weight, I’ve swallowed the pain,
but this ain't how my story's gonna stay.
I’ve had it up to here, can’t break my will—
I’m done just climbing, no more run of the mill
Mama said the good times roll,
but they don’t when the gas runs cold.
Every dream costs more than cents,
and every mile comes with consequence.
I used to pray for open roads,
now I just want a place to call my own.
Every push, every shove,
keeps testing what I’m made of.
I’ve had it up to here, I’ve had enough,
standing in the fire, but it don’t burn tough.
I’ve carried the weight, I’ve swallowed the pain,
but this ain't how my story's gonna stay.
I’ve had it up to here, can’t break my will—
I’m done just climbing, no more run of the mill
I kicked up dust, I let it slide,
I let the world decide my ride.
But tired ain't broken, bruised ain't done,
and quitting’s just for those who run.
So if they want to take me down,
they’ll have to bury me in this ground.
I ain’t waiting, I ain’t scared,
I ain’t folding to what ain’t fair.
If you want a fight, you’ve got one here,
‘cause I’ve had it up to here.
I’ve had it up to here, I’ve had enough,
standing in the fire, but it don’t burn tough.
I’ve carried the weight, I’ve swallowed the pain,
but this ain't how my story's gonna stay.
I’ve had it up to here, can’t break my will—
I’m done just climbing, no more run of the mill,,,
no more run of the mill
no more....no more...... run of the mill

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Had It Up To Here by songwriter Edwin H. Balder

Incoming wheels, that’s how I feel.
Baby your love got to reel. 
Like tape on a roll
the heart becomes soul
looping
looping
looping
out of control…

Saw you raw on an eighties-day ray,
descending from heaven on a laser wave.
I said to myself, 
that girl’s got saves
she'll reboot me into a thousand plays. 

that girl got saves
that girl got saves
but I have scars
from old school waves
I’m all incoming wheels

Incoming wheels, that’s how I feel.
Baby your love got to reel. 
Like tape on a roll
the heart becomes soul
looping
looping
looping
out of control…

When I see her hazel eyes spy
in the arcade sky, Oww I stick around.
I stick around when she shies.
I stick around when she slies. 
Wheels of steel inbound!

She’s got me up and racin’,
and my heart won’t stop pacin’.
She’s the beat in the game,
I’m caught up in her name,
player one, no escape.
The girl got saves. 
The girl got saves.
the girl got saves

Incoming wheels, that’s how I feel.
Baby your love got to reel

Like tape on a roll
the heart becomes soul
looping
looping
looping
out of control…

Der wilde, wilde Westen

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