Rip the sorry
Dry it loose
And put it on the fire
Trace your eyes around the rims of a glass of wine
What kind of time you been countin'?
Losing it all for what I see
Late at night
We talked and talked until the lights were out
Hood was narc'd; I knew that lifetime when we'd both be gone
Heard it now; it's riptide
It's all for everybody else but me
Burn down me; I'll savor the moment
Throw the matches upon it
It's my oh my
My gold
My gold
It's my oh my seeps in my soul
Poor time
A lifetime since the light got out
Too many flaws put too many holes in too many knows
When I wake
It's midnight howling
The same dang nightmare again
On the hills was glory
Mourning
Such perfection
Like reopening old scriptures just to muddy ink
Speaks of my mouth's freedom
Don't really care less what it says