Clean the house in my underwear
Life is a gift
Everything after costs a hell of a lot
Double-edged sword don’t give a fuck about which way the power happens to blow
Tip of it has truth
Almost like it’s pointing
These days…when I touch the guitar
It’s for my soul and nothing else
We’ll keep you in mind
Oh blow it out your ass
A soulless cabin would be lost
See it now, the amazing grace