False Profits
I've spent so much time breathing
The highway air and cigarette ash
The color of my blood and the air in my lungs is black
Cuz I've tired to find those feelings I want
In money and alcohol, tobacco and lust
But I think that I'd rather die young
Than live to be old and unloved
I've spent too much time counting
Hours and 5 dollar bills
Those bright neon signs in the lure of the night
Will someday get me killed
Cuz I've tried to find those feelings I want
In money and alcohol, tobacco and lust
But I think that I'd rather die young
Than live to be old and unloved
Old and unolved
We're chasing false prophets
Empty lives and pretty coffins
We're chasing false prophets
We're chasing false prophets
Empty lives and pretty coffins
We're chasing false prophets
We're chasing false prophets
Empty lives and pretty coffins
We're chasing false prophets
We're chasing false prophets
Empty lives and pretty coffins
We're chasing false prophets
Cuz I've tried to find those feelings I want
In money and alcohol, tobacco and lust
But I think that I'd rather die young
Than live to be old and unloved
Old and unloved
The highway air and cigarette ash
The color of my blood and the air in my lungs is black
Cuz I've tired to find those feelings I want
In money and alcohol, tobacco and lust
But I think that I'd rather die young
Than live to be old and unloved
I've spent too much time counting
Hours and 5 dollar bills
Those bright neon signs in the lure of the night
Will someday get me killed
Cuz I've tried to find those feelings I want
In money and alcohol, tobacco and lust
But I think that I'd rather die young
Than live to be old and unloved
Old and unolved
We're chasing false prophets
Empty lives and pretty coffins
We're chasing false prophets
We're chasing false prophets
Empty lives and pretty coffins
We're chasing false prophets
We're chasing false prophets
Empty lives and pretty coffins
We're chasing false prophets
We're chasing false prophets
Empty lives and pretty coffins
We're chasing false prophets
Cuz I've tried to find those feelings I want
In money and alcohol, tobacco and lust
But I think that I'd rather die young
Than live to be old and unloved
Old and unloved
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Writer(s): Corey Kilgannon
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