R.L. Burnouts Inc.

slit my throat from ear to ear

and drink my blood like wine

i ain't afraid of living, boy

and i ain't afraid to die

i ain't no goddamn vampire

and i ain't leaking tears

its not about them photographs

or shouting out them beers

i've stood out that corner

and i've waited for that man

i've felt that beat pump through my veins

as the money changed its hands

i've walked these lonely city streets

and i've climbed these purple hills

i've stood itching and waiting

goddamn

goddamn, i'm waiting still

have you ever felt the sunrise

in twitching, aching arms

or held your black spots in you palm

and squeezed and loved them hard?

my city's so forgiving

but this life, it ain't no living

take me home

you never cry in bottles

you cry when you get home

when you watch your life walk out the door

and you fall asleep alone

i got my shit together

but lord knows where i'm going

take me home

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