Til’ the Wheels Fall Off Songtext
von WSTR

We keep grinding it out
Stuck in the same spot
We′ll keep grinding walls
Til' the wheels fall off

Gotta work on my demeanor
Shut my mouth and get in line
Kinda sad that they get meaner
Fucks me up like every time

Stupid friends only make it harder
Drunken words and dead advice
Take me back to the late ′90s
Straight cut jeans with total '90s

These past years treat me rough
Guess you'll spill my lungs
I don′t think I ever had enough
We keep grinding it out


Stuck in the same spot
We′ll keep grinding walls
Til' the wheels fall off
Til′ the wheels fall off

Break the bank just to feel better
Every day's a holiday
Strip the dark thoughts of their tenure
We only thought broke anyway

When it gets rough, I′m a runner
I run the other way
Hang and rope me, man, I miss it
The broken boy with frosted tips, yeah

These past years treat me rough
Guess you'll spill my lungs
I don′t think I ever had enough
We keep grinding it out

Stuck in the same spot
We'll keep grinding walls
Til' the wheels fall off

And I know it doesn′t seem like it
But I′m still that lonely kid
With cuts on my wrist
(With cuts on my wrist)


Yeah, I'm still that lonely kid
(That lonely kid)
With cuts on my wrist
(Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)

These past years treat me rough
Guess you′ll spill my lungs
I don't think I ever had enough
We keep grinding it out
Stuck in the same spot

We′ll keep grinding walls
Til' the wheels fall off
Til′ the wheels fall off
Til' the wheels fall off