Trap For Young Players - Streets Of Laredo

Losing my mind

Catching my breath

Living blind

Or am I trying to get ahead

I got these feelings

And they linger

When I reach out

They don’t hang around

A trap for young players

Losing your mind

A catch behind the veil

Or a blessing in disguise

Phases, move through time

Punching out the paces, day and night

Call it what you like, call it what you like

Born on the fringe

Raised on the line

Bottom of the earth

Is where I use to unwind

Let off the chain

Nowhere to be found

I’ve been away

Since I don’t even remember how

A trap for young players

Losing your mind

A catch behind the veil

Or a blessing in disguise

Phases, move through time

Mazes, fool you and I

I’ve been turning pages, I flip through time

Punching through the paces, day and night

Call it what you like, call it what you like

Phases, shift through through time

Mazes, fool you and I

I’ve been changing places, I take my time

Punching through the paces, day and night

Call it what you like, call it what you like