Small-Town Strip Club - Fool's Gold Lyrics

Long time coming, like desert rain
It's a love soft spoken, on a rough terrain
It wears me out, but I'm back again
It's a tourist trap, but I keep buying in
I can't keep going to that place
Digs deep 'till my mind deteriorates
Doing the same thing and expecting something different is the definition of insanity
But if you go back to the same spot and keep diggin' it's a self fulfilling prophecy
Spill your guts that you've had enough, time to go back to the drawing board
Only way to up your spot on the payroll, stop digging for fool's gold
It feeds the cycle, it impedes your thoughts
But you know it's nothing, a meer mirage
But you come right back though you swore it off
Cause it feeds the cycle, impedes your thoughts
I can't keep going to that place
Digs deep 'till my mind it nearly breaks
Doing the same thing and expecting something different is the definition of insanity
If you go back to the same spot and keep diggin' it's a self fulfilling prophecy
Spill your guts that you've had enough, time to go back to the drawing board
Only way to up your spot on the payroll, stop digging for fool's gold
Stop digging for fool's gold
Stop digging for fool's gold
Stop digging for fool's gold
It feeds the cycle, impedes your thoughts
You know it's nothing, a meer mirage
It wears you out, but your back again
Cause' it's a tourist trap, but you keep buying in
I can't keep going to that place
I can't keep going to that place
I can't keep going to that place
I can't keep going to that place
I can't keep going to that place
I can't keep going to that place
I can't keep going to that place