The Blackout Pictures - Friends I've Never Seen

After hours means nothing to me
Neon follow me home
Burn their words inside my eyes so I won’t
Forget them
The dry quiet nights
The smell of burnt rubber
Too many people too close on all sides
And friends I’ve never seen
Swing hard for my turn
You’re gonna feel it tomorrow
Splinter my knuckles and blacken my knees
And leave me supine before you leave
And on to the next bar
That thing I need is gone
As a favorite
11 in 99
I just want to make sure that these are all
Good things
There are worse things I could do under red lights
Swing hard for my turn
You’re gonna feel it tomorrow
Splinter my knuckles and blacken my knees
And leave me supine before you leave
After hours means nothing to me
Neon follow me home

Written by:
Lindsay Payton

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