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Tekster: Emily West. Rocks In Your Shoes.

So you had some bad luck, life sucks, can't do nothing right
You took some wrong turns, got burned way too many times
And so you fall back with all that hurt that just don't wanna heal

So then you do the, "Why me? This can't be happening again
Hey, what's the deal? Man, I can't take much more of this"
You put your time in, paid your dues, believe me, I know how you feel

I guess you gotta make a choice when it hits the fan
You can get a little down or get a little mad
When there's stones in the road only one thing to do
You gotta learn to walk with rocks in your shoes, come on!

I heard some good lies from bad guys making me their mark
They did a drive-by, bang bang, big hole in my heart
Needed a crash cart, CPR, sister, I was fading fast

I had a 'poor me' trophy, kept it on a shelf
Did the 'too proud', 'too cool' to ask for any help
For when I gave in praying I only got one answer back
And he said

I guess you gotta make a choice when it hits the fan
You can get a little down or get a little mad
When there's stones in the road only one thing to do
You gotta learn to walk with rocks in your shoes

I guess you gotta make a choice when it hits the fan
You can get a little down or get a little mad
When there's stones in the road only one thing to do
You gotta learn to walk with rocks in your shoes

It bitters like a weed if you let it grow
It's gonna trip you up, yeah, somewhere down the road
To get where you're going there's only one thing to do
You gotta learn to walk with rocks in your shoes
You better learn to walk with rocks in your shoes, come on!

You gotta learn to walk
Keep on walking with rocks in your shoes

Emily West