The Winners - Derek Pope

I can’t even sleep I been tied to my telephone

We’re just newer animals, roll up all the medical

I can clear my mind but I cannot clear my schedule

I try to let it go

What you been saying, I can’t hear ya through the ground love

It’s like we did the shipwreck, and no one ever found us

Now we seeing big checks

And the boats helicopters all around us

But if I never lit something

They probably would’ve drowned us

'Til we get old, make a bankroll

Take it back home if you know where to go

Change your phone, new zip codes

Let the high Pope come and save your soul

We pop pills, still blow smoke

That’s the only way we were taught how to cope

Had no money but we had hope

Had no money but we had hope

Shooting for the stars

Tuck it in the waistband, see it in my face man

In and out of cars

Trying to see the day, man

We can make a change and get up out this wasteland

Breaking down the walls

Plotting our escape, man

Get what you can take, man

Making no mistakes, man

Pop a couple bars

Whip it out the case, man

Quarter like I’m Aikman, we could take the place, man

What you been saying I can’t hear, you out of town, love?

But if I never made something, you probably wouldn’t be around much

All your demons

Never die, they just hide

All your demons

Never die, they’re inside