Don't cop out
You crawled from the cancer
To land on your feet
Are you crazy
To want this
Even for awhile?
We're making
This shit up
The reasons for Being
Are easy to pay
You can't remember
The others
They just kind of went away
So you're driving
It's rush hour
The cars on the freeway
Are moving like slugs
When you drift off
To wake up
Do you always hit the brakes?
And we're done
Lying for the living
The strange days have come
And you are
You're gone
You're gone
You're either dead or dying
Dead or trying
To go
It's evening
You're tired
You sleepwalk, a robot
Out on the street
Are you crazy
To want this
Even for a while?
You're driving
It's rush hour
The cars on the freeway
Are moving backwards . . .
Into a wall of fire
Backwards...
Into a wall of fire
Backwards...
Into a wall of fire
BACKWARDS!
INTO A WALL OF FIRE!!
And we're done
Lying for the living
The strange days have come
And you are
You're gone
You're gone...
You're either dead or dying
You're either dead or trying
To go
~ To go ~
Good morning
Don't Cop Out
Cut: Strange Days
Album: Beautiful Midnight
Artist: Matthew Good Band
