Like cigarettes and gasoline
I light a match and watch this scene
I swear sometimes I think this life is killing me
I swear sometimes I think this life is killing me
The wreckage that we all try to keep
And tearing us apart at the seams
Sun bleached bones and withered trees
Slowly rotting just like me
Empty bottles broken glass
My resolve is fading fast
I swear sometimes I think this life is killing me
I swear sometimes I think this life is killing me
The wreckage that we all try to keep
And tearing us apart at the seams
WRITERS
C.J. PIERCE, MICHAEL LUCE, GEORGE JASON JONES, STEPHEN BENTON