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Endless Pieces Of Foil

from This Machine Killed Woody Guthrie by Dandelion Massacre



Drunk again and sticking to the bed in my room
Wishing I could do the things that I set out to
Cracks in my mandolin I hope it don't fall apart
Cracks in my soul lead to cracks in your heart
Drugs are here they've always been, but we're used to that now
So we're gonna need some more and figure out how
Debt will sore our credit score will be completely destroyed
I'll steal or pay in cash until I'm unemployed

So darlin' I'll write another song about choosing to lose
Maybe someday it will pay the bills or put some food on our plate
But I doubt it

I remember how you looked at me
The night you swallowed all those pill and wanted to OD
I don't think I've ever loved you more than anyone else
Regardless of where we've been draggin through hell

So darlin' I'll be the black on yer endless pieces of foil
I'll be melted spot on the end of your pen
The memories you'll never get back again

Day to day in a daze is how I spend my time
I don't care about the future as long as I get by
You may say that's not okay that's not the way it should be
I don't care what you say or what you think
Cuz success can only be defined by yourself and no one else
So peel yourself off the bed and go succeed in yourself


from This Machine Killed Woody Guthrie, released December 21, 2012


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