the trouble started just after i left the jail house

Distant troubles and congruent smiles on a too long road leaking coolant all too rapid
there's a man with a gun sitting next to me, and a dog thats seen more in the past day than most do in whole lives
somewhere in the background there's a town in smoldering ruins, but its hard to see the damage done with out having truly been there
six more weeks were promised bars were commandeered minds were broken, and an ill kept mess is waiting for it as revenge just a little less than 12 months away