"How you been doin'?", she said
I said, "Done nothing, usual thing."
Cue silence...
She smiles
I shrug
She walks away
"That's 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 years covered, then."
When did I become predictable?
I said, "Done nothing, usual thing."
Cue silence...
She smiles
I shrug
She walks away
"That's 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 years covered, then."
When did I become predictable?
Strobe
Flickering
On and off again
While you played human cannonball to a small world
I've gone nowhere fast in a big town and stayed alone
Just wasting other people's space
24-7, 365, finding new ways to stay off my face
When did I become...
Go!
Strobe
Flickering
On and off again
Strobe
We are the living dead
We are the living dead
Dead by 30.
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