now it's time to go as we draw the curtains close. pats on all our backs for a mediocre show. i'm tired of being broke, still i'm always on the road. burned out at twenty-two, oh i feel so fucking old, cynical and cold.
drag me by the feet, let me disappear from here. it's not my place to be and nobody will remember. the suits and crowns will play all your favourite, catchy tunes. while i'm turning in my grave, still my stomach's never full. here's one more for you.
where do i sleep tonight with ghosts etched in my mind? you've got me through again but i won't be coming home tonight. where do i sleep tonight? i've lost my mind. you've got me through again, still i won't be coming home tonight.
released March 31, 2016
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