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Days N' Daze

Day Gaunts

 

Day Gaunts

(álbum: Rogue Taxidermy - 2013)


Bugs in the kitchen and mold in the sink
Chugging down the whiskey and you never stop to think
What do we do tomorrow?
Bugs in the kitchen and mold in the sink
Chugging down the whiskey and you never stop to think
What do we do tomorrow?

I think I've had enough of these misery's
I've inflicted on myself
Drowning in a beer can flipping into hell
But every single time I think I see a way
Add a little bit of light at the end of tunnel
It's like no ha! Got ya again
There's just no escape from this labyrinth
Buried in mistake and dressed in self loathing
Vomit and blood to crust up my clothing
We've been drinking till we're not sure that we'll be alright
Till we're worried that one of us might not make it through the night
Now I'm over and I'm over now
It was fun when I was younger
But now I've got a path to choose
Either clean up and get down
Or fuck up and tune out
Cause playing music's all I really know how to do

Bugs in the kitchen and mold in the sink
Chugging down the whiskey and you never stop to think
What do we do tomorrow?
Bugs in the kitchen and mold in the sink
Chugging down the whiskey and you never stop to think
What do we do tomorrow?

I just wanna get some rest
I'm oh so tired of being wired all the time
And oh yes I can interact
But there's nobody home behind
These blood shot eyes
And my brain is running on empty
And my nights are full of stupidity
I'm a hamster running in a ball
At least the rat in the maze has a goal
Cause I wanted to be like Bill Hicks or Van Gogh
Drink absinthe shoot dope snort blow
Cause I thought art was discovered in the altered mind
But now I realize that clarity
Entices the muses just as much as the LSD
I would use back in high school
Now there's not as much time to kill
But much rhymes to kill
So wake the fuck up and pass the booze

Bugs in the kitchen and mold in the sink
Chugging down the whiskey and you never stop to think
What do we do tomorrow?
Bugs in the kitchen and mold in the sink
Chugging down the whiskey and you never stop to think
What do we do tomorrow?

Bugs in the kitchen and mold in the sink
Chugging down the whiskey and you never stop to think
What do we do tomorrow?
Bugs in the kitchen and mold in the sink
Chugging down the whiskey and you never stop to think
What do we do tomorrow?
Bugs in the kitchen and mold in the sink
Chugging down the whiskey and you never stop to think
What do we do tomorrow? (-morrow, -morrow)
Bugs in the kitchen and mold in the sink
Chugging down the whiskey and you never stop to think
What do we do tomorrow?

feito

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