WSTR – The Last Ride (Red, Green, Or Inbetween Album)

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Posted in categories: Lyrics

Still innocent but I’ll live out my sentence
I let you in but you’ve got spikes
Stared me out with demon eyes
Limbs and bones still buried in the trenches
I had my tombstone engraved
The letters read your name

Don’t blame the undertaker
He claimed you were a traitor
Amongst the voices in my head
But if I croaked first I swear I’d haunt you
No one gives you chills like I do
Jealousy will do us part till death

Onto my funeral date
Odds on that I’ll be late
‘Cause I got out of the wrong side of my death bed
And I’ve never been a morning person
Daytimes just keep getting worse
And another night alone will tip me over the edge

Don’t blame the undertaker
He claimed you were a traitor
Amongst the voices in my head
But if I croaked first I swear I’d haunt you
No one gives you chills like I do
Jealousy will do us part till death

I’m bleeding out
And I can’t feel my face
I’ll be waiting where your ghost remains
‘Cause now you’re just a past time
I wished it all away

(I had my tombstone engraved, the letters read your name)

Don’t blame the undertaker
He claimed you were a traitor
Amongst the voices in my head
But if I croaked first I swear I’d haunt you
No one gives you chills like I do
Jealousy will do us part till death

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