Good Dirt (Explicit) - Annika Wells

Lyrics by：Annika Wells/Alex Kimball

Composed by：Annika Wells/Alex Kimball

Produced by：Annika Wells/Giulio Cercato/Levi Roth

Reckless driving

Hit some ditch in the highway

Highway

I went flying

Now I'm a mess crying in the driveway

Highway

But I can't spend my whole life missing you

And Carrie said the bearded dude should drive she was right

'Cuz we fall down a little bit

Get high a little bit

Take a wrong turn in Michigan

Just to begin again

What a strange world we're living in

Oh my cinnamon

It's some good dirt

Isn't it isn't it isn't it isn't it

Isn't it isn't it

What a Friday

To wake up somewhere in Oregon

Yeah I've been driving

For sixty ******* hours till the morning

Oh I can't spend my whole life looking back

To wake up gently burried in the snow oh no

My uncle Andy said the bottom of the bin is

Where the flowers always grow

So we fall down a little bit

Get high a little bit

Take a wrong turn in Michigan

Just to begin again

What a strange world we're living in

Oh my cinnamon

It's some good dirt

Isn't it isn't it isn't it isn't it

Some good dirt

Some good times

For good days and goodbyes

For old friends and bad jokes

For sale w**d and cheap whine

It's a **** grave that we dug

But damn if it ain't some good dirt

Isn't it isn't it isn't it

Isn't it isn't it

Isn't it isn't it

Isn't it

Oh my cinnamon it's some good dirt

Isn't it isn't it isn't it isn't it