Forty days and nights in this place
And it's becoming clear
Forty tears have gently kissed your face
Since I've been here
Seems I've been searching for something;
I've got it all, and nothing.
Hold tight
I ain't been myself in ages
I'm at the bottom of this flask
I'm one last cigarette
I'm another hour past
This place is laden with decay
The walls won't stand forever
Hold tight
I might never come back home
Hold tight
I might never come back home
Forty days and nights just thinking of what I could be
Not a day goes by without the prairie wind
It calls me
The dusty road that led me here won't let me go back home
Hold tight
Hold tight
Hold tight
Hold tight
Don't sweat it!
I got the fever baby
Don't sweat it!
You can't save me
This is the devil in me
I can't fight it
I can't fight the devil in me
I can't fight it
~fin~
Thursday, June 11, 2009
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