Left for Dead
The Ghost of a Thousand
Back door through the club
I'm sick of seeing all the same kids at shows
Fall in by the bar
Burn down the one you love and trust
Strike one strike two
Drinking whiskey never was quite like you
Strike three strike four
Stop your fussing put your feet to the floor
She screams baby know that I'm way too much for you
She screams baby boy am I not enough for you
What is it we're looking for
Have I left this way too late
I'm sick and tired of all these jokes
Running round putting out
What more can any one really say
What is it we're looking for
Have we left this way too late
I'm sick and tired of you
We've just been left for dead
We've been left for dead
We've been left for dead
This time it's said
All my live I've been left for dead
This time it's true
All our lives we looked up to you
What is it we're looking for
Have I left this way too late
I'm sick and tired of all this drama bubbling over
What is it we're looking for
Have we left this way too late
I'm sick and tired of you
We've just been left for dead
We've been left for dead
We've been left for dead
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