Speed this lovers' death bed.
On my neck there's marks of good times came and went.
The resin's weakened with every spent flame.
Not enough to keep me sane.
So I'll just lie down slowly.
Our time wasted like a drink that's become tasteless,
but it still tingles with carbonation
And all at once the bubbles pop.
And all at once it's all gone.
Because you break me down.
Lassoed salary fills fantasies from child's hells
lifted the spell but tearing up the love and lust
Success or bust
But is that really us?
Is that really us?
But you break me down.
One, two, three, count me in.
One, two, three, count me down.
Let me fall on my face.
Let me taste the ground.
But then the rocks, they move
and uncover buried truths
Is this good for me?
Or unhealthy for you?
So let's just move our hands across our backs,
and comfort each other 'til we fade to black
My double standards light the path to jealousy and looking back
It's only night.
It's only night.
It's only night when we realize the two of us will expire.
credits
from Young,
released June 25, 2013
Written by Blake Wrobbel
Vocals, guitar, bass by Blake Wrobbel
Drums by Justin Herman
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