Jake Simmons & the Little Ghosts - Gone a Long Time

I got this lie in my teeth, yeah I do, oh yes I do, and a feeling I don't want to overcome
Got these words in my head, oh, they'll sting until I'm dead unless I beat them out my brain, onto my tongue
There's this record on my table, I turn it when I'm able, cut the cable and pack up my shit and run
There's a weight on my back, and I feel me start to crack, but I'm mistaken, I'm not breaking 'til I'm done

The needle traces lines as if to haunt me, A howl shoots out the speakers, like a gun
I think of all that isn't mine, I'll be gone a long time
So good God, good man, you've got it made, sing good Lord, we're on parade
Work young man, you've got no time, work young man, we're in decline

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I got this lie in my teeth, oh, yeah, I do, oh, yes, I do
A feeling I don't want to overcome
I got these words in my head, oh they'll sting until I'm dead unless I beat them out my brain, onto my tongue

I got this girl on my mind, Lord, I left far behind
Whom I'm not writing, I'm just fighting off the cold
It stings just to kiss her, and I know I shouldn't miss her
I'm not missing anything that I could hold

She just wants a man who looks like Jesus, I just want a kiss when I come home
I wonder if I'll lose all my mind, I'll be gone a long time

Written by:
Jake Simmons

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