The Deficits - Whiskey | Текст песни

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Well if the morning comes and you find me gone

I know you found this tape and you played this song.

It's everything we ever were, everything we'll ever be

you're like the army in my heart, keep me movin' on my feet.

Keep my head held high, keep your words in my head.

Don't you dare forget a motherfucking word I ever said.

Cause you know I'm not a fake, no I'm fine without your money

Never lived a day for numbers on a piece of paper, honey.

I'm gettin' outta here, California's on my mind

and the last 20 years were a waste of fucking time.

I can't wait to fucking surf, I can't wait to fucking go

I've got so much fucking tension, so much fucking rage to throw.

In the dark, I am an empty bottle longing for a purpose

and there's so much more to life if you make it to the surface.

And when you come around and listen to the sounds

of my out of tune guitar playing to an empty fucking lounge.

I'm waiting for a war, I'm standing at your door

wondering what the fuck we ever put each other through this for.

But when the ocean burns and the sky cracks in two,

when they tear me apart, I'll be thinking of you.

When my lungs burn to black and my whiskey's all gone,

and I'm too weak to move, I'm gonna sing you this song.

Cause we ain't got no answers, lying on our death beds with cancer.

I wrote you these last words and I meant it all.

Hang my picture up high next to yours on the wall,

one more night and I'm gone. So long.


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