It's Out Of My Control

I'm going down with the summertime gold rush blast Every hangover I wish it was the last Tossing and turning everything is hurting Holding on to brighter days Holding on to brighter days You can change directions You can alter your course Hammer on the throttle If you think you got no choice Sending prayers to your loved ones A sinner's just a sinner And sinner sins forever baby You think that the clock is all the way stopped When I go down under don't be so shocked Temporary mindset fix in question A permanent solution now that's a blessing baby I'm going down with the summertime goldrush blast If I saw it coming this fall would be the last A little bit of six string serenades my soul All tied up in everything that's out of my control I'm going down with the summertime goldrush blast If I saw it coming this fall would be the last A little bit of six string serenades my soul All tied up in everything that's out of my control oh yaa It's out of my control It's out of my control It's out of my control