History To The Defeated

歌詞

There's blood in the sink and he's plunging his wrists in A hangover halo is washing away Mechanic-school dropout stares into the mirror Stands up in his derelict daydreams Always too tall, always walked around wearing A smile that was never quite sure of itself Planning a future of failures inflicted In phone calls from strip clubs and bail bonds There's a light left on There's a pace to our direction There's a movie still Of a heart I'd like to mention Don't give me that look, I looked harder than most did Let details like sharp nails punch holes in my shoes Soft-traced to frown as I put the receiver down Where do I go for a pardon? There's a light left on There's a pace to our direction There's a movie still Of a heart I'd like to mention We're listing what's left, a signed t-shirt A car up on blocks in his mother's backyard