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Deadweight
on a highway unpaved goin' my way you're so alone today like a ghost town I've found there's no relief no soul is it true what they say you gamble your soul away you can't behave no mercy measuring a jinx of this life seems like the gristle of loneliness don't let the sun catch you cryin' don't let the sun catch you cryin' like an ice age nice days on your way sipping the golden days on a riptide freak's ride sleep inside a parasite's appetite oh say can't you see the chemistry the parasites that clean up for me death never hails recycled cans to the hostage vans don't let the sun catch you cryin' get well cards don't let the sun catch you cryin' you're a deadweight right straight on your way sunk in the midnight shade skys burn eyes turn learning to counterfeit their disease in this town where we roam we bluff our souls on canteen patio drink the latest draft the music drags the music drags don't let the sun catch you cryin' the music drags don't let the sun catch you cryin |
