Sloan Brothers - Crush Me Out

I spent the night looking through photographs of you
Fading epitaphs from prehistoric times we lived through
No special reason just got nothing better to do
I lost your number or else I would be calling you too
Crown me now I'm your king of regret
Show me why we've never been there yet
Take the wheel of this confidant roulette
Crush me out like your last cigarette
That box of photographs has been with me for far too long
Time to sit down and put these thoughts in yet another song
Just like this kick drum wanting you will still go on and on (and on)
And when the beat stops that's how you'll know I'm finally gone
Crown me now I'm your king of regret
Show me why we've never been there yet
Take the wheel of this confidant roulette
Crush me out like your last cigarette

Written by:
Robert Simpson

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