Dead Leaves

I'm like dead leaves on the dirty ground, you walk all over me now
They're etching my name on a headstone, down at city hall
Well, I'm ready for a funeral

Everyone is waiting, I'm just killing time
With alcohol at my bedside, burning the last of my light

I went walking through your landscape, late last night for free
The sidewalk sparkled from the broken glass
And I found where the carousel went, past the fallen trees
But there was no ride for me

Everyone is waiting, I'm just killing time
With alcohol at my bedside, burning the last of my light



Credits
Writer(s): Midwestern Dirt
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