Song Description
Losing a friend to drugs.
| Song Length |
4:43 |
Genre |
Rock - Indie/Low-Fi, Rock - Alternative |
| Tempo |
Multiple Tempos |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Distressed, Depressing |
Subject |
Drugs, Sadness |
| Similar Artists |
Coldplay, Plain White T's |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
He drops himself into this abuse. How many moves? How many cities will you use? A late night phone call we check on you. You still make us laugh. And this to the breaking point. And is this? Go back, go back, and right the wrong excuse. It's easy to say there'll be better days. Did you ever sit and wonder? How life could fail you so hard?
It's brutally honest in the mirror. Check yourself in. Check yourself out. And it owns you. And it owns you. Go back, go back, and right the wrong excuse. It's easy to say there'll be better days. And I've got a function, a function, that I think you should try and use. Try fucking the days before the days they fuck you. Are you are you going under? It's hardly so surprising. Are you are you going under? It's hardly so surprising. You gotta have the days. You gotta have the days. You gotta have the days. I have a picture of you. A snapshot of you ...