The Winners Lyrics - Derek Pope

Said I can't even sleep 

I've 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 

Said I can't even sleep 

I've 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 

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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 

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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 

'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