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lyrics

I've had my fill, let's get out of here.
There's nothing left to say to you.
Oh you've seen this before?
Well tell me what you're singing
after one mile in these shoes.

I seem to need a fix,
there's something dragging me down low.
I feel so fucked when I look towards the west,
I think I'm ready to go.

chorus:
It's nothing more than a means to an end.
No, I'm not going to wait to give up.
Everything has been telling me,
it's best to leave it be.
Right now I'll never be, so I give up.

I wander through your streets,
my fingers begin to freeze.
I guess I drank too much of that ol' poison, again.
Blood drips to extremities,
to warm up my every dreams.
But I wake up to you baby,
smearing makeup.

When you and me were out back getting high.
Swigging down that whiskey,
somehow still wondering why.
As I looked to the world with blood-soaked eyes,
trying to find new ways to drown this life.

chorus.

Baby, your illusions are not mine to take away.
I don't think I need you to tell me I'm okay.
It's been so easy forgetting you forgetting me.
I've packed my bags, I'm leaving, there ain't nothing left here for me.

credits

from Born Posthumously, released September 17, 2013
engineered, mixed, and mastered by Adam Wozniak
produced by Brian William Foster
recorded 19 August 2013 Queens NY
lyrics and music by Brian William Foster
guitars and vocals by Brian William Foster

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