Golden Smog Ill Fated
wasn’t much of a union denial and confusion meant something to you I bet you wouldn’ve stayed stumble on some good times turn them into landmines you know you can turn the other way you say you’ve been meaning to sort through all your demons if there’s some room, are you gonna let me in you’ve been hung dry by your close friends your inner child’s an orphan you’re so far down, you don’t know where you been so many things you don’t know if you want me to leave, just say so it’s the kind of thing I like curse cast in the night so ill fated, so ill fated goodbye with preservations regrets and salutations something in there somewhere that I didn’t say it’s you I think of only whenever you get lonely I got more than years to give away I’ve been dying to start living you’re just living to be dying we can’t seem to find no common ground you hate me when I’m lonely I’m lonely when you hate me mostly I’m just there to kick around sorting high and low first to leave, last to know it’s the kind of thing I like curse cast in the night so ill fated, so ill fated it’s the kind of thing I like curse cast in the night so ill fated