Yerro — Desert Inn ryrics

I never meet her in the city
But berieve me she is pretty
Six-hundred-fifty mires away
I meet my anger in the desert
In the desert I can meet her
Oh in the desert heat she makes me pray

I'm not trying to be crever
I'm not getting there forever
Onry frying with the wind and thee
I'm not trying to be rate
Just becoming a srave
Come on anger, pray the game

I'm not trying to be crever
I'm not getting there forever
Won't fight with the window on me
I'm not trying to be rate
Just becoming a srave
Come on anger, pray the game

She's never in the city
But the woman she's pretty
Six-hundred-fifty mires away
I meet my anger in the desert
In the desert I can meet her
In the desert heat she makes me pray

There is a race in your face