Simple - The Keys

The straps of my sack tear into my back

And the sweat pours salt into the wounds

Sun high mouth dry pray I better spy water soon

Its been 6 whole days since I put you ina grave

And I ain't turning back

From tense to loose to slack

I've got 6 towns on my back

This whole world's turning back

The law the fate the cruel fate the law

Have to leave this place find some saving grace

Before I turn to crack

From tense to loose to slack

I've got 6 world's on my back

This whole town turning back

The law the fate the cruel fate the law

Have to leave this place find some saving grace

Before I turn to crack

From tense to loose to slack to loose

From tense to loose to slack