Turn Off the Lights

Tough times, world has unraveled
Flowin' tears and broken dreams are tough pills to swallow
Home alone, forced isolation
Feelin' like a prisoner as you loose your occupation

Will the last person leaving turn off the lights

Rough times, grace under pressure
Fight a silent army in a thicket of depression
Oh no, lost in confusion
Getting harder to decipher truth from illusion

Will the last person leaving turn off the lights
Let me cry with the rain and fade into the night

I don't need your cemetery slot machines
The stock market don't bother me none
You've been wearing masks your whole damn life aint nothin' changed
I don't need your panic sauce
The irony it ain't lost on that boy
I just hope the last man standing tweets
Told you so Motherfucker



Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey Konrad
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