Bravo Fucking Bravo - Friends With All The Dead Kids
we’ve got the words but the words won’t write this. we’ve got the money but the money won’t spend.
we’ve had a chance but the chance is gone now.
we want out but it’s never gonna end.
slide son slide.
slide into that peaceful night.
ride daughter ride.
ride to safety on the waves of time.
hide my wife,
hide from what was left behind.
and try to pry it from these hands of mine.
tell me again about how you’re gonna burn this city down.
tell me again about why you search for shit you know you’ll never find.
for every minute you ever spent contemplating the present here’s a thousand wasted hours speculating on moments gone sour.
ashes crunch below our feet and we know we’re beyond pleasantries.
dust flies above our heads and we know we have reached the end.
if lose lips sink ships,
i really hope you can swim.
i’m gonna tell you a secret.
i wish i told you before.
come a little bit closer dear.
it’s like nothing you’ve ever heard.
Sound track prior to a bike ride to Key Biscayne. Fucking love this song.