We Never Win - Nathaniel Rateliff

He’s a manic boy

Looks a lot like me

Looks a lot like me

And he shares the blame

With a younger face

It’s hard and rushed to see

And it’s hard for us to see

But I can tell

Is it cold enough

Does it chatter your teeth

And the wind won’t set you free

And it never has

Like an old time revival

Shake your hands, and shake your hips

Put up all my armour

Let me stand bear, with just two fists