Sprockets - Destructions Portrait

Empty house of faith
Lost along the way
Maybe I will change
Records on the shelf
Bottles by themselves
You know I hate to waste
Lyrics of a rogue
Lights a sparks in my soul
Never seems to get to old
Can’t escape my bed
Can’t escape my head
I never heard a word you said so


Look at me counting sheep
Staring on that the ceiling shape
Filling my thought with fallacy
Make believe so deceived
Static’s on the tv screens
Panics not as good without you next to me
We will meet again my friends
The end of bad decisions


Dirt road seems to end
Where concrete begins
But artificial love is what I came for
A bar fly on the wall
Seems to know the call
Of every little dime on the floor
This life at 30
This is life of the party,
Dirty as one can be
You said you were alone
Well Fuck shit I got stoned
God damn you Sylvester Stallone


The delicate situation with your best friend
Maybe we should call it off
The delicate situation with your best friend
With maybe we should take it off
Idiots
You know your better then friends
Idiots
You know your better then friends

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