Kill me some more
I don’t know where to begin
Half my life been spent
On whiskey and gin
Driving so hard
The brakes are wearing too thin
If half the time was spent
Walking down the right road
A sweet hand to hold
The sun on my skin
Where do I begin
The shirt off my back
Is the one thing that I lack
The monkeys crying
Crawling up my back
The money’s flying
But it ain’t like all that
…
Glory days left behind
Try so hard can’t rewind
Looking up you see the stars
Looking back you feel the scars
World in pain you separate
Down the drain you can’t relate
The poor and weak and borrowed souls
You think you’re in but you’re out of control
(stream) circa late-2000s