Fast

Who the hell are you
To tell me what I can't do
I'm gonna burn all the bridges and close all the doors
That may lead me back to you
I know your face real good
And thats what tears me up inside
So I cling to the whiskey
Oh Lord they're gonna miss me
Slow motion suicide, fast

Yeah but all this talk is cheap
We're all liars and we're all thief's
And well all have a fear
So this is what I hear
Me I just couldn't stand the heat
No, and as my stomach turns
From all the lessons I've failed to learn
I gotta write another hit
Cause life depends on it
But I'd rather watch it burn
Yea, I'd rather watch it burn

And the fight I fought was good
I got to see my name up in lights down in Hollywood
But the truth is baby I'm really goin' no where
Yea, I grown tired of greeting the day
I lay in bed and wish it'd all go away
But the truth is baby, it's really goin' no where fast



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Crawford
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