Fin from 2012 by Brightside

Catch an 88
Only 27
Thought that I could shake
I was 24

Waited by the gate
Back behind the kitchen
Couldn’t stay awake
Never sleep at night

Thin as you could be
Money more than borrowed
There’s nothing left to see
Good as dead tomorrow

I wish it were simple to see
But if I could turn off the light
I wish I were enough for me
And if I could silver the sky

You know not
How to live a life in the shadow of time
I wish there were a moment of peace
Here, behind the black of an eye

I had fallen out
Alone in her apartment
The rig was on the ground
Closer every day

Did my 28
Counted every second
Got out and straight-away
Made it all for naught

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