Pete Droge - Fourth Of July текст песни

So my money is gone, the funny paper never treated me wrong
I'm zig-zaggin' away, I'm not begging I'm just singing to say
I've got my faith in you to make it all come true
Every step that I make, my destination gets more phony and fake
It's too true don't you know that when you're down there's only one way to go
And I've got my faith in you to make it all come true
And it's left me hollow and colder than I've ever been before
Can't you lift this weight from my shoulder no more
I'm burnt and my ashes they smolder in a pile down upon your floor
Don't you open your window let me blow out your door
Because I've got my faith in you to make it all come true
I've got my faith in you