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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