I know I may be trying too hard
But I've got quotas to fulfill, there's no time for keeping still
This fucking party's dragging behind
Reminding me of better days that got lost in the kill
There's nothing that could feel better
Than knowing we'll never
Be left on our own
I'm sure there's some great disaster
That's coming to save her
And take care of me
I think I may have found god in your eyes
But lady, who could really tell through artificial lights
There's a great darkness dragging behind
And it just keeps on catching up to the
Good days I've yet to find
There's nothing happening in mine
These days are horrid but I know, I know that
There's nothing that could feel better
Than knowing we'll never
Be left on our own
I'm sure there's some great disaster
That's coming to save her
And take care of
I'm sure there's some great disaster
That's coming to save her
And take care of me
And take care of me
Please take care of me
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