Текст песни Cheap Ludes - Every Time I Die
Under
layers
of
solid
rock,
far
removed
from
the
shifting
tides
and
having
weathered
all
acts
of
god
are
the
artifacts
of
the
glory
vibe.
The
holy
unrecognizable
lighting
up
real
cigarettes,
cursed
by
ex
lives.
Drinking
only
to
free
themselves
from
the
hands
of
cruel
women
in
another
man's
home,
from
the
graves
of
good
friends
on
the
side
of
the
road.
No
posture
no
proof
of
the
one
night
stand
just
shadows
and
stories
and
the
blood
on
their
hands.
The
timeworn
juvenihlists
struck
fear
until
the
bones
collapsed.
The
afterlife
is
eternal
after
hours.
We
saw
the
light
and
we
all
turned
back.
Haunted
by
the
teen
spirits
dragging
wallet
chains,
painting
a
telephone
number
on
the
wall
of
the
cave.
Spill
your
guts
to
the
stranger
with
the
free
cocaine.
Everybody's
petrified
so
nobody
gets
to
change.
Entombed
in
youth,
embalmed
with
awe.
We
all
discover
the
fire.
The
prehistoric
postmodernists
lost
art
of
eye
contact.
These
skeletons
are
a
fucking
riot.
Dig
them
up
and
bring
them
back.
We
had
trained
the
kind
of
demons
that
would
rip
you
apart,
we
only
knew
it
was
love
once
it
broke
our
hearts.
"our
best
friends
float
at
the
bottom
of
a
glass".
Don't
hold
anybody
close
that
would
hold
you
back.
Draw
breath.
But
are
you
alive?
Are
you
really
alive?
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