Friday, August 15, 2008

Get Gone Again

I'm so sick of writing
Songs about screwing up
No matter how much I fall down,
It seems it's never enough
No matter how much good luck
Throws itself my way,
I find some way to ruin it;
Fall down again the next day

Road rashed, run down, wrinkled from the rain
The song in my heart makes just one sound,
But I sing along just the same
And I wonder how long I'll hang around
Before I go insane
Before I break down
And get gone again

Put myself on trial again
for crimes I couldn't see
My naked aggression was picked up
on a charge of indecency
And I remember how I felt when first
it exposed itself to me
And I pray for forgiveness,
and a sympathetic jury

Road rashed, run down, wrinkled from the rain
The song in my heart makes just one sound,
But I sing along just the same
And I wonder how long I'll hang around
Before I go insane
Before I break down
And get gone again

And it makes no difference
what you thought you came here for
Any plans that you might have had;
swept right out the door
And it makes no difference
how hard you think you've tried,
Cause what you'll find out in the end is that
its just a lie

There've been girls that loved me,
But I cheated on them,
With a woman named Whiskey,
And Gin, her best friend
Their affections flow like liquid
To a thousand other men,
Who'll trade loving for liquor;
Salvation for sin

Road rashed, run down, wrinkled from the rain
The song in my heart makes just one sound,
But I sing along just the same
And I wonder how long I'll hang around
Before I go insane
Before I break down
And get gone again

-Slobberbone

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