beck

deadweight



on a highway unpaved

goin my way

youre so alone today

like a ghost town ive found

theres no relief

no soul

no mercy

is it true what they say

you cant behave

you gamble your soul away

measuring a jinx of this life seems like the gristle of loneliness

dont let the sun catch you cryin

dont let the sun catch you cryin



like an ice age

nice days on your way

sipping the golden days

on a riptide

freaks ride

sleep inside

a parasites appetite

oh say cant you see

the chemistry

the parasites that clean up for me

death never hails

recycled cans

get well cards

to the hostage vans

dont let the sun catch you cryin

dont let the sun catch you cryin



youre a deadweight

right straight

on your way

sunk in the midnight shade

skys burn

eyes turn

learning to counterfeit their disease

in this town where we roam

we bluff our souls

on canteen patio

drink the latest draft

the music drags

the music drags

the music drags

dont let the sun catch you cryin

dont let the sun catch you cryin

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