The Days We Don't Go Hunting - Throw-Away

I step out the screen door and I look out back
I see you standing by the railroad tracks
You got your hand out with nothing to lose
You got a friend and his name is Jesús

Throw me into the dark
Throw me away and don't care
I'll find the deepest, darkest trench
'Cause all my friends are there

Mosey down the dirt road and I see your ghost
Fishing off the bridge and killing toads
I see right through you-your empty space
The footprints you leave behind don't leave a trace

Throw me into the dark
Throw me away and don't care
I'll find the deepest, darkest trench
'Cause all my friends are there

Hey there, skinny boy, how much H should I take
To get to that weight?
Hey there, skinny girl, how much should I puke
To look just like you?
Leave the living for the dinosaurs, as long as I got my needle
And my reservoir
Send me a postcard, 'cause the afterlife I do not disregard

'Cause all my friends are there

Written by:
Sam Thies

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