The Good Times Used to Kill Me - Gluecifer

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[00:08.320]In the long hot summer nights and the cold dark winter days
[00:16.580]In the clear hours of the early morning and in the late night drunken haze
[00:24.980]I keep on seeing things in the corner of my eye
[00:33.040]Like this guy in an old baggy t shirt
[00:36.900]Smiling like he grasped something that is hidden to the rest of us
[00:44.430]The way he will stand completely still while people just walk on by
[00:57.220]Girl on a bike probably on her way home
[01:02.830]Girl in a car talking on her phone
[01:09.270]Phone girl does not see bike girl and hits her
[01:14.750]Bike girl makes a sickening sound as she hits the street
[01:19.590]People scream
[01:20.780]I am on my way home
[01:21.620]Sad man standing slack jawed in line for a potato
[01:26.080]Sifting thru his pockets coming up old bus tickets and grocery store receipts
[01:31.930]Droopy eyes and baggy black jeans
[01:34.320]It's his first time in
[01:45.640]Oslo pretty boy on one of those cruiser bikes
[01:49.630]Keeps checking his bedhead hairdo in the storefront windows while he chats to a beautiful girl
[01:54.780]Something about wine and
[01:56.460]Portugal
[01:58.300]Wild man blocking the way of a businessman
[02:01.490]Doing a spasmodic dance and screams
[02:06.900]Take a dump in my head
[02:10.240]Take a dump in my head
[02:22.830]Take a dump in my head
[02:27.200]We all come home to empty beds
[02:31.160]Doesn't matter if anybody s there or not
[02:37.370]We all come home to chock full heads doesn't matter what you do or what you got we all come home to the silent voice that keeps on talking
[02:57.310]And we try to cancel it out
[03:10.180]But it keeps on going like a drone
[03:53.230]The good times used to kill me
[04:00.990]Now
[04:06.700]I am good at killing time
In the long hot summer nights and the cold dark winter days
In the clear hours of the early morning and in the late night drunken haze
I keep on seeing things in the corner of my eye
Like this guy in an old baggy t shirt
Smiling like he grasped something that is hidden to the rest of us
The way he will stand completely still while people just walk on by
Girl on a bike probably on her way home
Girl in a car talking on her phone
Phone girl does not see bike girl and hits her
Bike girl makes a sickening sound as she hits the street
People scream
I am on my way home
Sad man standing slack jawed in line for a potato
Sifting thru his pockets coming up old bus tickets and grocery store receipts
Droopy eyes and baggy black jeans
It's his first time in
Oslo pretty boy on one of those cruiser bikes
Keeps checking his bedhead hairdo in the storefront windows while he chats to a beautiful girl
Something about wine and
Portugal
Wild man blocking the way of a businessman
Doing a spasmodic dance and screams
Take a dump in my head
Take a dump in my head
Take a dump in my head
We all come home to empty beds
Doesn't matter if anybody s there or not
We all come home to chock full heads doesn't matter what you do or what you got we all come home to the silent voice that keeps on talking
And we try to cancel it out
But it keeps on going like a drone
The good times used to kill me
Now
I am good at killing time
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