Dead Space
You're such a shaky boulder
You carry the weight of every weekly bender
Reputation's blinding
Your tongue made a mess of what you should have sent her
You're such a rollercoaster
I wanna get off and hit the teacups darling
I'll make a story up for us
Completely devoid of any good intention
You're in the deadspace honey
I'm just waking up to every passing virtue
And life's a gift you can give back
But dead mens remorse is rarely interesting
You carry the weight of every weekly bender
Reputation's blinding
Your tongue made a mess of what you should have sent her
You're such a rollercoaster
I wanna get off and hit the teacups darling
I'll make a story up for us
Completely devoid of any good intention
You're in the deadspace honey
I'm just waking up to every passing virtue
And life's a gift you can give back
But dead mens remorse is rarely interesting
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Writer(s): Pete Greenwood
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