For The Record

Every Time I Die
Album : New Junk Aesthetic
God knows I`ve longed to feel something but now`s not the time.
I`m caught up in the heartless disorder of a Friday night.
Focused on staying distracted until I lose sight
of the tiresome and clinical patterns of my life.
I will cherish this love for the rest of my night.
One day I`ll find myself facing the firing line.
Serves me right.
For the record I`ve written my crimes.
I will cherish this love for the rest of my night.
Lord have mercy on my soul.
I`ve had a good run but I can`t run anymore.
Just put me down.
Lord have mercy on my soul.
I`ve had a good run but I can`t run anymore.
Just put me down.
Can`t sidestep the long arm for too long with this paper trail.
I`ve let them devour my heart for some material.
But I`m a drunkard, a coward, a crook. I ought to change my ways.
Face the music. Carry the can. Etcetera. Etcetera.
What`s next?
Trust me, I`m still with you somewhere. I just wish it was here.
Someday I`m bound to feel guilty but now`s not the time.
I`m sure I`ll get what I`m due.
Everything will be fine.
Hell bent on finding the next fix in the fog.
You`re in a cab on the way to your house. Change the locks.
I will cherish this love for the rest of the night

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