Prolonging the Tragic

Shout at the top of my lungs
Didn't have much to say
If it wasn't for all of your drugs
You wouldn't get so shit-faced

Nevermind the car in the yard
Does it really take up much space
It doesn't mean nothing at all
But you shoulda seen the look on your face

I'm fine, I can make it out alive
I'm fine, I've been living in a lie

It never comes together at the same time
Can someone lend me money, seems I've lost mine
It's been 37 years of the same crime
And I have learned nothing, take my last dime

Can someone get me out of this place
Sick and tired of all the disgrace
Been cheated all along at this game
But you can bet it all on this name



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Rains
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