I got something in my pocket
That makes it hard for me to stay
When I lay down I can feel it
Every night and every day
It's a dream I can't get hold of
It's a certain way to be
Lord knows I try to lose it
But it will not let me be
Ride on
Oh, ride, ride, ride
Ride on
Yeah, ride
Ride, ride on
Is it something that I'm needing?
Is it something that I fear?
Am I chasing or am I running?
Do I want it to be here?
So strap your scars up
And pull your belt in tight
Tell yourself it's worth the pain
Till that something in your pocket
Ain't never felt again
Ride on
Oh, ride, ride, ride
Ride on
Well
Oh, ride
I keep on riding on
Oh, yeah
Are you looking out
For what's missing inside?
Yeah
You can scream and shout, yeah
But you'll never ever hide
Oh no
So strap your scars up
And pull your belt in tight
And tell yourself it's worth the pain
Till that something in your pocket
Ain't never felt again
Ride on, yeah
I keep on riding on
Oh, ride
Ride, ride
Ride on
Yeah
Keep on riding on
Keep on riding on, yeah
Yeah
I keep on riding on, yeah
I keep on
I keep on
I keep on riding on
Yeah
I keep on riding on