67 - Miles"JC" Million
Don't know what I'm gonna do
Walking toward mile marker 67
Sun beating down like it's got a grudge
Asphalt shivering in a heat wave shake
Got a little water left but I ain't touching it
Not till I hit 67
Sweat dripping off me like a busted faucet
Shades pulled low keeping trouble out my face
I'm a hitchhiker outlaw, dust on my name
Walking off the choices that lit up my flame
Boots damn near gone but I ain't meeting fate
Not before I make it
To mile marker 67
Can't recall when I ate last
Yesterday hell maybe more
Funny how running from your past
Leads you right back to where the ghost still chase
Boots are thin, socks are torn, legs are tired
But I've been worse before, law dog behind me
Hunger ahead, but that sun there's a lot like revenge
I'm a hitchhiker outlaw, dust on my name
Walking off the choices that lit up my flame
Sun on my back but I ain't breaking today
Cause I can see salvation
At mile marker 67
