I've lost my spirit in loving you
And now I want it back
The thoughts of growing old alone
Is slowly tearing me apart
Like a child butchered at birth
A cat in a bag waiting to drown
There's two suns in a sunset
And fate is never fair
To those who dare question their lives
A brave soldier walking slowly towards his death
It was nice when it lasted
But now it's gone
Well I ain't seen my baby since I don't know when,
I've been drinking bourbon whiskey, scotch and gin
Gonna get high man I'm gonna get loose,
Need me a triple shot of that juice
Gonna get drunk don't you have no fear
I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beer
Though I go in pride and strength
In sickness and health
At the end of this road
I'll blow myself to the head
And only then will the procession start
Of fake plastic people burning
And now I want it back
The thoughts of growing old alone
Is slowly tearing me apart
Like a child butchered at birth
A cat in a bag waiting to drown
There's two suns in a sunset
And fate is never fair
To those who dare question their lives
A brave soldier walking slowly towards his death
It was nice when it lasted
But now it's gone
Well I ain't seen my baby since I don't know when,
I've been drinking bourbon whiskey, scotch and gin
Gonna get high man I'm gonna get loose,
Need me a triple shot of that juice
Gonna get drunk don't you have no fear
I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beer
Though I go in pride and strength
In sickness and health
At the end of this road
I'll blow myself to the head
And only then will the procession start
Of fake plastic people burning
(I am convinced that most people do not grow up. We marry and dare to have children and call that growing up. I think what we do is mostly grow old. We carry accumulation of years in our bodies, and on our faces, but generally our real selves, the children inside, are innocent and shy as Magnolias.)