The End of Things
Bob Mould
I started out so starry-eyed
Full of hope and wonder
And I wore flowers in my hair
Not aware I'd been defiled
(Every time I see you) I know it's going down
(How can I believe you?) Karma comes around
I know this ride, you must be there by my side
You going down, I must be descending
I didn't want to play the song
That gave people so much hope
I turned my back and turned away
Here's the rope that made me choke
(Every time I see you) I know it's going down
(How can I believe you?) Karma comes around
You can see it in my eyes
You can read it on my face
You can hear it as I cry
God, I hope it's not too late
Can I try to make it up to you somehow?
Can I try to make it up to you somehow?
Now my race is finally run
And as I tumble to the Sun
All these dreams I can't achieve
Brought me crashing to my knees
My descent has now begun
All the music left undone
My world, it is descending
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