dont know if im dying but i cant catch my breath ive given up on living terrified of death black wall of smoke rolling right through my town i used to run but now i take it laying down and i wonder why i dont even wanna play guitar anymore if theres no stories left to say thats the end of everything when i was a young man i made a lot of noise messed up every which way it was all search and destroy not proud of it all but then im not ashamed and lately i cant stand the sound of my own voice and i dont know why i dont even wanna play guitar anymore when theres no stories left to say thats the end of everything sha la la la la sha la la la  where theres a will theres a dead man close behind and thats no way to ease this crippled mind and i wonder why i dont even wanna play guitar anymore when theres no stories left to sing thats the end of everything when theres no stories left to sing say goodbye to everything sha la la la
['alternative country', 'country rock', 'folk', 'heartland rock', 'new americana', 'power pop', 'roots rock']