3am Qvc Shopping Spree Hangover Lyrics
3am Qvc Shopping Spree Hangover by Lawrence Arms
limp lines resign themselves to margins. like a drunken vampire, i miss the sun. i killed this summer, now it's done. let's split and reconvene in a warmer space. i'm scratching my head turning nights into days. don't talk to me about boredom. don't talk to me about pride. i sucked it all up, i swallowed it down. it's fine. gangrene hangs on every word. bullsh*t endings to stories unheard. it's unheard of to me to not fathom doom. so, what did you find in my emperor's tomb? some notebooks, some tee-shirts, some bad spelling errors. strangled syntax, broken bottles and chairs. this here is my legacy. i leave all of this to thee. drink at the funeral. p**s on the corpse. yell at the sun till your voice is all hoarse. i'm gone. this is good bye. dead as a dream beneath a grey chicago sky.