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Ben Rector The Kill
FHe’s Still feeCling like he’s 16 GAnd you’re chasing Call of the same drink FOnly liCvinGg on the weekend nights
FThe card is empty BuCt the tab got paid AnGd you thiCnk it’s funny how some things change FThere’s gotC to be moGre to life
FHe caCn’t stand knowing he’s dying DTick Gtock timing FHe feCels tGhe kill FAndC my god Dhe’d loveG to know to why he’s dead inside FCause Che justG can’t get each fill
FStill sittCing at the desk job And you’rGe still sCtaring at the clock wall FAnd now yCou’re wGorking for the weekend ride
FIt’s just thCe money it will change one day GAs you’re stuck in trafCfic on the highway FAnd know yCou’ve hGave said it for the thousandth time
FHe caCn’t stand knowing he’s dying DTick Gtock timing FHe feCels tGhe kill FAndC my god Dhe’d loveG to know to why he’s dead inside FCause Che justG can’t get each fill
Oh… Ah… Nana… Oh…
FWe caCn’t stand knowing we’re dying DTick Gtock timing FWe feCel thGe kill FAndC my god Dwe’d loveG to know to why wer’e dead inside FCause Cwe justG can’t get each fill