You packed up your things and headed out. I said don't forget a thing or I'll just throw it out What you do with your self well, that's no business of mine. I don't care what you do with your life cuz it's not mine When you left it was a Friday night To dead to walk I didn't even put up a fight Now that you're gone maybe I can get me some rest You can stay out all night and do what you do best Don't. No don't hold on. It's time to get away from every thing. It's time for you to move along. You burn through life just like your cigarettes. Always said big things were coming but they haven't happened yet. When the smoke clears up and your liquor runs out. Maybe you'll finally get what I've been talking about. When you came back home it was a Monday night. Bruised up bloody beaten-down you were quite a sight. I've told you once but I'll tell you again. I don't want to be your lover your soul-mate or even your friend.
track released March 28, 2015
Lawn Mower Death Riders