Ticket to Rise - Black Star Riders

I guess I was bad

Didn’t do what ishoulda done

My daddy caught me drinking

Told me to be a good son

My momma wept

My little sister hid

Underneath her bed

Where all the demons lived

That weren’t inside her head

That weren’t inside her head

I’ve been a saint, a sinner, a healer, a heathen

Street walker, sky writer, gambler and dealer

I’ve been lost, found, confused, abused

Taken for granted… and used

From the hands of the enemy

I’ve broken loose

With a license to defy

I’ve got a ticket to rise

Stole my daddy’s car

I was way too high to drive

That day sitting in that ford

I never felt, felt so alive

I’ve been a saint, a sinner, a healer, a heathen

Street walker, sky writer, gambler and dealer

I’ve been lost, found, confused, abused

Taken for granted… and used

From the hands of the enemy

I’ve broken loose

With a license to defy

I’ve got a ticket to rise

From the hands of the enemy

I’ve broken loose

With a licence to defy

I’ve been a saint, a sinner, a healer, a heathen

Street walker, sky writer, gambler and dealer

I’ve been lost, found, confused, abused

Taken for granted… and used

From the hands of the enemy

I’ve broken loose

With a license to defy

I’ve got a ticket to rise

I’ve got a ticket to rise

I’ve got a ticket to rise

I’ve got a ticket to rise

I’ve got a ticket to rise

I’ve got a ticket to rise

I’ve got a ticket to rise

I’ve got a ticket to rise

I’ve got a ticket to rise