Blinding red lights coming through my window.
Time goes slowly as the cars crawl by me.
I’m old and tired in the rear-view mirror.
So sick and tired I’m always what I am.
All the Bullshit All the Lies
That I have been told
I’m Stuck out here with the Living dead.
How don’t I kill myself?
Time goes slowly as the cars crawl by me.
I’m old and tired in the rear-view mirror.
So sick and tired I’m always what I am.
All the Bullshit All the Lies
That I have been told
I’m Stuck out here with the Living dead.
How don’t I kill myself?