Rabbits Are Roadkill On Rt. 37

AFI
Album : My Space Records, Vol. 1

What once did exist, now is meaningless.
And doesn't it seem funny, how soon you did forget
all the words have now lost their weight. But I remember, I remember.
Desperation, devastation.
All I truly know
is isolation, self damnation.
All light that I'd owned,
unshared and worthless now.
What I knew was wrong.
One who lived is gone.
Guess it was just an echo when you would sing my song.
All the notes you'd forgotten now, you left abandoned, I remember.
Desperation, devastation.
All I truly know
is isolation, self damnation.
All light that I'd owned,
unshared and worthless now.
I can hate myself more than anyone.
Will you join me?
I know you know this
tortures me.
Have I created the suffering?
Solely.
Or do you happily cut
further in
to sever what’s left inside that binds me.
Now all I feel is desperation, devastation.
All I truly know
is isolation, self damnation.
All light that I'd owned,
unshared and worthless now.