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"It sure is dark"
She said,
"It sure is dark on your street tonight."
I said,
"That lamp's been out for months."
She paused to reflect
and said, "Well what did you expect."
I can't say I'm surprised I did this to myself
I can't say I'm surprised or blame anyone else
I'm keeping ties with all that I have lost
I've kept my receipts I know what it all cost
I'd pay it all or twice as much again
to get another chance, to take another spin
You will take me out of this world.
You will be the end of me girl.
The wrong I've done
is catching up with me, and therefore
I'm aging faster than I ever have before.
I got this habit
in my life of recurring incidents
in which I'm fine and then I kill all the innocence.
I pray so long for something pure
then I turn and pump it full of a cure.
My veins are scorching
and my tongue is salt.
What kills me more than my anger
is knowing it's all my fault.
Still recovering from last nights drinking
driving working climbing thinking
Watching kids at the drive-thru dream of being
where I am.
We'll see if you come We'll see if you stay
We'll see if you really do a damn thing
We'll wait for the day you make it all
mean something.
I got a lighter. Seal up the bag.
Before we leave lets each take a drag.
Let's kill ourselves tonight.
I'm just curious what it'd feel like.
I wasn't who I thought I was and I'm still not who I think.
The wrong I've done
is catching up with me, and therefore
I'm aging faster than I ever have before.
I got this habit
in my life of recurring incidents
in which I'm fine and then I kill all the innocence.
I pray so long for something pure
then I turn and pump it full of a cure.
Don't worry, I died young,
and I'm living this afterlife like it's my first.
No matter what I'll say I've done
My bet's that I'll never quench my thirst.
I want to shave my head
and call myself a monk.
I want to shave my head
and call myself a punk.
I want to walk down the Venice streets of love
and drift down the yellow road of drugs.
I want to brave through the storm
and drown in the new born oceans of stars and blame.
Lightning is every which way
but behind me.
I die
every time I realize
no one thinks this is worth dying for.
A kiss won't tell you nothing you didn't know before.
The wrong I've done
is catching up with me, and therefore
I'm aging faster than I ever have before.
I got this habit
in my life of recurring incidents
in which I'm fine and then I kill all the innocence.
I pray so long for something pure
then I turn and pump it full of a cure.
Don't worry I died young,
and I'm living this afterlife like it's my first.
She said,
"It sure is dark on your street tonight."
I said,
"That lamp's been out for months."
She paused to reflect
and said, "Well what did you expect."
I can't say I'm surprised I did this to myself
I can't say I'm surprised or blame anyone else
I'm keeping ties with all that I have lost
I've kept my receipts I know what it all cost
I'd pay it all or twice as much again
to get another chance, to take another spin
You will take me out of this world.
You will be the end of me girl.
The wrong I've done
is catching up with me, and therefore
I'm aging faster than I ever have before.
I got this habit
in my life of recurring incidents
in which I'm fine and then I kill all the innocence.
I pray so long for something pure
then I turn and pump it full of a cure.
My veins are scorching
and my tongue is salt.
What kills me more than my anger
is knowing it's all my fault.
Still recovering from last nights drinking
driving working climbing thinking
Watching kids at the drive-thru dream of being
where I am.
We'll see if you come We'll see if you stay
We'll see if you really do a damn thing
We'll wait for the day you make it all
mean something.
I got a lighter. Seal up the bag.
Before we leave lets each take a drag.
Let's kill ourselves tonight.
I'm just curious what it'd feel like.
I wasn't who I thought I was and I'm still not who I think.
The wrong I've done
is catching up with me, and therefore
I'm aging faster than I ever have before.
I got this habit
in my life of recurring incidents
in which I'm fine and then I kill all the innocence.
I pray so long for something pure
then I turn and pump it full of a cure.
Don't worry, I died young,
and I'm living this afterlife like it's my first.
No matter what I'll say I've done
My bet's that I'll never quench my thirst.
I want to shave my head
and call myself a monk.
I want to shave my head
and call myself a punk.
I want to walk down the Venice streets of love
and drift down the yellow road of drugs.
I want to brave through the storm
and drown in the new born oceans of stars and blame.
Lightning is every which way
but behind me.
I die
every time I realize
no one thinks this is worth dying for.
A kiss won't tell you nothing you didn't know before.
The wrong I've done
is catching up with me, and therefore
I'm aging faster than I ever have before.
I got this habit
in my life of recurring incidents
in which I'm fine and then I kill all the innocence.
I pray so long for something pure
then I turn and pump it full of a cure.
Don't worry I died young,
and I'm living this afterlife like it's my first.