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• Artiste: Amigo the Devil
• Titre: Another Man's Grave
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It's a quarter to two and the bars are all closing Nobody looks how they think The guy in the corner with spit in his beard Wearing more than he drank of his drink The dancers are shaking like ants Desperate to find a last minute queen While the rest of us are all headed home To try finding comfort in dreams Cause this isn't life And I know that I chose it But I can't stand waking up And nobody knows it I'll never find the strength to change what I need Is this who I'll always be? I open my eyes and the room is still spinning I joke about buying a vowel Thе funniest part of this feeling is knowing the answer but nothing comеs out So I'm shaking around like I'm hanging from something I know is about to break Like I'm biting the gun but the safety is on I threw up the pills I ate The notes are all scribbled in pencil Without really knowing what I'm trying to write Something like "goddamn the man who said everything's gonna be fine" But life is a lot like a sewer We get out of it what we put in That's when doubt kicks in Maybe I just don't have it inside me Maybe there's too much I couldn't face I just wanted someone to come down from heaven and explain this cold and fucked up place But I'll just keep trying to hide it until there's nothing left to say In the end, I know I'm gonna die buried in another man's grave