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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