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Michael Malarkey

My History Will Be The Death Of Me

 

My History Will Be The Death Of Me

(album: Mongrels - 2017)


I got the heart of the night on my sleeve
And I see in the dark when I can't speak and I can't breathe
I got the marks of a man under siege
And I follow my gut like a cut when I can't see and I'm still here
It's still me

I got the fight of the lion in me
And I clench my teeth when I can't speak and I can't breathe
Because there's no words for this inability to see the
Decency in these people around me

Because I'm a bullfighter at the rodeo
I hear the young hearts breaking on the radio
And you got me good
It's not my neighbourhood

And I'm a long, long way away from home
Baby, I'm gone, gone, spinning on out of this world
Gotta simmer down, down, baby down the rabbit hole
I got your number, honey bunny, and I'm ready to roll
I got your number, honey bunny, and I'm ready to roll

See, I get stuck from time to time, it seems
And when I'm down in that rut, well there's no truth or clarity
And all I see is my inhumanity
But I still follow my dreams like a goddamn worker bee
My history will be the death of me

Still got a light, that kid keeps burning in me
And I try to fight but I'm overwhelmed by empathy
I got it bad, this ambivalence you see
And the devil in me keeps on hollering up

Because I'm a boneshaking daddy-o
I left my heartstrings broken on the patio
That shit is cold
I left my soul by the side of the road

Road blazing now I'm driving too slow
I'm on the run, run, sugarbun, dumber than some
Gotta cool it down, down, baby 'cause it burns like the sun
I got your picture in my wallet and that shit weighs a ton
I got your picture in my wallet and that shit weighs a ton

Baby, I'm gone, gone, spinning on out of this world
Gotta simmer down, down, baby, down the rabbit hole
What's with the death wish? Let it slip, look at it snow
I got my mind on my honey and my honey is on my mind
I got my mind on my honey and my honey on my mind, on my mind, on my mind
I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind

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