Walk through the graveyard
Yeah took my time
Keepsakes and merry neighbors
Old friends of mine
When will they take me
Or will they save me
I walk the alleyways
In the boots you gave me

Back off my failure and my
Teenage derisions
Jack off my flaccid head
Made my decisions

Still trippin' on my drugs
Still in my sorrows
Still having too much fun
But I'll die tomorrow

Buy more cheap cigarettes
Don't have much money
My time with you my whore
A fool and his honey

My telephone ain't ringin'
Cause I don't have one
This stupid song I'm bringin'
I need my shotgun

You hate me I can tell
Angry and long gone
Still living in my hell
But I'll die tomorrow

Bad boys with broken toys
Make noise and borrow
Other people's happiness
Make good men hollow

Send me a postcard when you
Find a brain in your head
I'll kill your family when you
Lie down in your bed

Still trippin' on my drugs
Still in my sorrows
Still having too much fun
But I'll die tomorrow


Lyrics submitted by slamking

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