It's been another night that I've stumbled off to bed.
Raised the moon to the sunrise, drank way too much to forget
Choked on works so much that I've learned to like the taste.
And If I've ever loved at all, I've spilled it on this stage.
If it's alright with you I'd rather go to bed.
We can fight in the morning when we're numb enough to feel.
So just roll over please and I promise not to leave
We can fake that we're sleeping and pretend that we still dream.
Nothing loved me more than whiskey
Or healed me more than time
Understood me more than music
or taught me lessons like live.
So if it's not you or me please tell me who was wrong?
'Cause there's no going back from the damage that we've done
SO let's pick up the pieces and move on quietly
You can play the martyr. I'll just be me.
credits
from "Well-thy",
released September 9, 2012
Written by Sal G
Recorded by Jesse Pino
Mixed/Mastered by Tyler Newton
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