Coming Back From The Dead / paypal.me/aircrashdetectives
Chorus
They got inside your head
Didn’t they
Didn’t they
You let them in
Didn’t you
Didn’t you
Turned you, upside down
Inside out
Right side up
All the way around
I listened to every word you said
It’s a long way back
Stand up
Get up
Get out of that lazy
Good for nothing bed
Stand up
On your way back
Don’t stop
Don’t you ever stop
Coming back from the dead
Sometimes
I smoke
Cigarettes after sex
Sometimes
I feel
Indulgent
I think about
The victims
In a train wreck
Trying to
Escape
The madness of the moment
Some folks
Get the
Thin end of the wedge
Without
Even
Trying for
Something
That hangs
Over the ledge
Dangling
Like a carrot
Or some other kind of shitty metaphor
If I broke
An already
Broken heart
Then I
Would say
I am sorry
Didn’t mean
To make it
Worse and fall apart
Is it an
Honor or a crime to commit
Hari Kari
Trouble is
As with
Everything
That is
In demand
Gets crowded
The optimist
Finds a way
To rejoice
While the
Others find
They can’t find a way out of the clouds
M8
I am sorry
Maybe once or maybe twice
But not much more
I am sorry
But I can’t be, won’t be, certainly not forever
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