Through the Deadlights
If I could say what we've all been thinking
We're better off in the streets
Be better off if we never saw a dime from them
(The bigger picture, the bloody secrets)
We fail to understand
How is it my fault?
If I've got the keys and I'm right outside?
(We've all played a part)
A waste of my time
And 75 for the cost of life
Can I live with myself?
I'm only reaching to six or seven tall
They're falling out of the sky
They're fuckin' dropping like flies
Only concrete can slow them down
Those evergreens have never looked so good to me
Forget the nine! Forget their lives!
There's plenty more standing in line!
Hang our tongues at the door
Making less and working more
It's cold without my crown
I can't be bothered now
Wish I could save some wasted time
Quicker moves won't change the dime
For me, I can't believe
They take the worst of me
I've paid my dues, expect nothing more
Than cigarettes crushed on the floor
We are the hypocrites
We are, we are (nothing more)
Liar! Look what you've done to me
Don't ask me to be grateful 'cause I'm on your time
This is no way to your life
Liar! Look what you've done to me
Don't ask me to be grateful that I'm on your time
This is no way to your life
Can I live with myself?
I'm only reaching to six or seven tall
They're falling out of the sky
They're fuckin' dropping like flies
Only concrete can slow them down
Those evergreens have never looked so good to me
This fire burns from a broken machine
We'll turn to ash and drift away
We're better off in the streets
Be better off if we never saw a dime from them
(The bigger picture, the bloody secrets)
We fail to understand
How is it my fault?
If I've got the keys and I'm right outside?
(We've all played a part)
A waste of my time
And 75 for the cost of life
Can I live with myself?
I'm only reaching to six or seven tall
They're falling out of the sky
They're fuckin' dropping like flies
Only concrete can slow them down
Those evergreens have never looked so good to me
Forget the nine! Forget their lives!
There's plenty more standing in line!
Hang our tongues at the door
Making less and working more
It's cold without my crown
I can't be bothered now
Wish I could save some wasted time
Quicker moves won't change the dime
For me, I can't believe
They take the worst of me
I've paid my dues, expect nothing more
Than cigarettes crushed on the floor
We are the hypocrites
We are, we are (nothing more)
Liar! Look what you've done to me
Don't ask me to be grateful 'cause I'm on your time
This is no way to your life
Liar! Look what you've done to me
Don't ask me to be grateful that I'm on your time
This is no way to your life
Can I live with myself?
I'm only reaching to six or seven tall
They're falling out of the sky
They're fuckin' dropping like flies
Only concrete can slow them down
Those evergreens have never looked so good to me
This fire burns from a broken machine
We'll turn to ash and drift away
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Writer(s): Rody Walker
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