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If weâre all gonna wind up dead
Maybe I should cut my loses; quit while Iâm ahead
But you wonât let me go. You insist I see the good in me, even when you donât
Set sail right off a cliff
With no regard to how you carry on if I were to be gone
If, if if, weâre all gonna turn to dust
Make sure Iâm mixed in with you and I wonât put up a fuss since itâs all just in my head.
A friend of me, a little hopeless drawn, erase everything I said
Set sail right off a cliff
With no regard to how you carry on if I were to be gone
Set sail fright off a cliff
With no regard to how you carry on if I were to be gone
Rusty joints donât fail me now
Keep me afloat while the dam overflows
One track mind donât turn on me
Conviction so stale, every night I derail
(If weâre all gonna turn to dust. If weâre all gonna turn to dust.)
Set sail right off a cliff
With no regard to how you carry on if I were to be gone
Set sail right off a cliff
With no regard to how you carry on if I were to be gone
Set sail right off a cliff
With no regard to how you carry on if I were to be gone
- Álbum:
- Gestalt
- Miscellaneous
- Formalities
- Abnormalities (EP)
- Realities (EP)
- Punk Goes Acoustic 2
- One Fell Swoop
- One Tell Swoop
- Realities
- Denial Feels So Good
- Lab: Testing 2
- Alternative Times, Volume 112
- Go for the Jugular
- compilation
- Gift Wrapped: Stocking Stuffer
- Gift Wrapped II: Snowed In
- Gift Wrapped, Vol. II: Snowed In
- Music On The Brain, Volume 2
- Punk Goes Acoustic, Vol. 2
- Promo Only: Mainstream Radio, June 2010