i had heart, but i used to be older i'm not like i used to be had you, but i guess it's all over you talk, but you're not like me
you talk and you talk like some weird saint what do you think that we could taint? when you're nothing i am and i'm something
you ain't
hold me, until the night makes oclder tell me, how life's made you bad kick when i choke and i smolder when i'm not what you
had
i'm looking for a cemetery sideroad i'm screaming like a lighthouse lamp i'm chasing after what i think that i'm owed like a
french foreign legion tramp
you swim in an ocean that's storming you eat when the wolves all do you ache like a mother in mourning when you're left
along with you
