Don't Look Down (From "Trying: Season1")

Your dress was petrol red

You were holding my face and I'll never forget

You said, "Don't look down and don't let go of my hand"

And you live for the burning sand

But the sun is a stranger to a working man

And I'll do what I can, I won't let go of your hand

Across the desert plains

Crisscross the borderlines

This precious cargo here is mine

I was tryna burn down another pinhole town

When you caught my wrist and spun me 'round

And said, "Don't look down and don't let go of my hand"

Being caught, catch your breath

I'm gonna drink you sober and dance you to death

It's a perfect plan, don't let go of my hand

Across the desert plains

Crisscross the borderlines

This precious cargo here is mine

My dress was petrol red

You were holding my face and I'll never forget

You said, "Don't look down and don't let go of my hand"

And you live for the burning sand

But the sun is a stranger to a working man

But I understand and I won't let go of your hand

Across the desert plains

Crisscross the borderlines

This precious cargo here is mine

Blaze my name across the mid-west sky

Change it, baby, to the same as mine

Racing hard on a shallow breath

Save me, baby, and dance me to death

Don't look down, don't let go of my hand

Don't look down, don't let go of my hand

Don't look down, don't let go of my hand

Don't look down, don't let go of my hand

Don't look down, don't let go of my hand

Don't look down, don't let go of my hand

Don't look down, don't let go of my hand

Don't look down, don't let go of my hand