One little liberty never meant anything
But I just can't clear the lines
Of all this alchemy, self hating revery
WIth these words I swallow time
Wanna be a friend to me and set my spirit free
But poison here resides
Ouroboros circling, death, sex and anything
And I'm losing my fucking mind
Yeah I'm losing my fucking mind
And I know that I'm a few shots deep tonight
But so long to the vultures at my eyes
And I know that it's minus fucking five
But my body feels like it's hooked into the light
One dose and I was free of what's been killing me
For three days and a night
But soon the fog thickened and all that pain returned
I became more ghost like
And what came next for me was nothing short of three
Bad luck, bad town, bad vibes
But where there's tragedy, there's opportunity
To reset, rebuild, rewind
And I know that I'm a few shots deep tonight...
Do you feel like a greyhound that's seen too many tracks?
Or a '95 CD loved to death with a nasty little scratch?
'Cause I'm right here beside you with a goddamn baseball bat
And a list as long as my arm full of windows I'd like to smash
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