That were slicing through air at the foot of a stair of a bar
Make beds of busted heads pillowed and puffed
In some quiet and cordoned emergency ward they left us
So we always demurred with an ill-advised word From some enemy's ill-equipped tongue
Sizzled and burned at our backs So we learned to dodge
I guess we lost
Staring down the cliffs with my crew-cut
I had turned twenty-three and believed I was dangerous
Lists of swinging hips down in the clubs
They were holding their swerve I am perfectly sure for us
And a photograph says what a photograph is Holy **** were our faces so young
All pissed and thin-lipped as we tippled and tripped
It was fun
Guess we're done
Lies and flying flies sapping our blood
We fall down sliding down slipping slamming the ground Cause we're ******
So I went down to the mystic All head-ached and heart-sick
In line with the beggars and bums
Paid his price and he slurred
My advice is to turn and to run
Well I guess we're dumb
So it's just gather around partygoers That's if you're still living
And not wasted washed-up watered down And not dead or death-wishing
Those trumpets won't blow
The professional driver got lost
And all of those rulers and priests From the highest to least ave been lined up and shot
How I prayed and I hoped it would lead to some moment When all of it just flew apart
How I wished and I schemed it from whisper to scream How I wanted to just hold your heart
In the palm of my hand and just watch
As it slows and it stops
Call the cops
We're star-crossed We've gone numb
Well it was fun
Well I guess we lost
I guess we're done
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