Kublai Khan TX - Dynasty

Pick it all up

Where you left off
When the clock stopped
Made your pulse drop
Down the eight ball

Fate nails the stroke of midnight
I watched friends die
From fentanyl and suicide
I watched you cry
Isolation and separation
Endless pacing through the maze of the graves in my hallway
Missing the taste of the dust in the ashtray

How can I just stand and watch
All you fucking die?

How many more?
Pushed to the morgue
Deaths a prison
Bodies stacked
Ceiling to floor

(How many more?)

How many more?
Will have to mourn?

Tell me

Tell me
Emptiness is filling up
Tell me
Broken souls and medical charts
Tell me
God, please, forgive
Tell me
What life can't fix

Heartbreak carried by six
Crushing the hand of fate before lives were saved
Kingpins of world crisis
Detox
Life Succumbs to low thoughts

Another dynasty killed by pill mills and padlocked cell blocks
Twelfth stroke
I hang my head

They had to do what they had to do
I did what I had to do
And, uh, they just have to let the rough and drag

Written by:
Eric English, Isaac Lamb, Matt Honeycutt, Nolan Ashley

Publisher:
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management

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