Nineteen Wheels Last Card Down
(R.J. Johnson/Johnston) spittin on the last card down spittin on the last card down picking up the pieces of a life (one thing remains) a torn and frayed will to survive but the faith might move along (along) to be honest I've been shaking hands too long with an empty promise did I see you caught up in a landslide a tender beacon in my darkest hour spittin on spittin on the last card down spittin on the last card down putting up the struggle of a life (so much can change) hands that show their fill of disguise but the faith might move along to be honest I've been shakin hands too long with an empty promise forced to breathe discarded to a new life you draw a breath from the moment that meets the air spittin on spittin on the last card down spittin on the last card down
