How come some music can stop me in my tracks and draws all my attention, no matter what I was doing? Today we get into some Americana by the son of Steve Earle, who has some big shoes to fill if you ask me. I am a bit wary of sons of famous musicians, only a few manage to live up to their family name. Justin Earle has my blessing. How bleak the lyrics and how dreamy the music is for this week. I just had to share it with you. Lyrics are important, they can really take a song to anothe level, something Justin Earle does for sure here: I'm a bad dream I'm not a nightmare, I'm too goody for that Let's just say I'm the last thing you wanna see coming I'm the reason they say watch your back For so long, I was like a wounded hound Backed into a chainlink fence The world at large was just a big, mean kid Poking me through the fence with a stick Ain't nobody goin' back It takes a whole lotta hurt Therein lies one of life's biggest lessons Ain't got not
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