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Ben Rector
The Kill
DHe’s Still feeAling like he’s 16
EAnd you’re chasing Aall of the same drink
DOnly liAvinEg on the weekend nights
DThe card is empty
BuAt the tab got paid
AnEd you thiAnk it’s funny how some things change
DThere’s gotA to be moEre to life
DHe caAn’t stand knowing he’s dying
BTick Etock timing
DHe feAels tEhe kill
DAndA my god Bhe’d loveE to know to why he’s dead inside
DCause Ahe justE can’t get each fill
DStill sittAing at the desk job
And you’rEe still sAtaring at the clock wall
DAnd now yAou’re wEorking for the weekend ride
DIt’s just thAe money it will change one day
EAs you’re stuck in trafAfic on the highway
DAnd know yAou’ve hEave said it for the thousandth time
DHe caAn’t stand knowing he’s dying
BTick Etock timing
DHe feAels tEhe kill
DAndA my god Bhe’d loveE to know to why he’s dead inside
DCause Ahe justE can’t get each fill
Oh…
Ah…
Nana…
Oh…
DWe caAn’t stand knowing we’re dying
BTick Etock timing
DWe feAel thEe kill
DAndA my god Bwe’d loveE to know to why wer’e dead inside
DCause Awe justE can’t get each fill