project radio

What was I thinking? Everyone sees it, it’s not a secret that I’m just a reject. Sick of the system, don’t wanna hear it, it’s not a secret that I’m just a reject.

But we are alive here in death valley, but don’t take love off the table yet ‘cause tonight it’s just fire alarms and losing you.

And think about how things were right when they were young and veins were tight. And if you are the ghost of Christmas Past, then won’t you stay the night?

My body tells me no, but I won’t quit ‘cause I want more, ‘cause I want more.

Help, I’m alive, my heart keeps beating like a hammer. Hard to be soft, tough to be tender. Come take my pulse, the pace is on a runaway train.

She’s prettier than I’ll ever be, got yourself a beauty queen. But there’s one thing I gotta say: she can fuck you good, but I can fuck you better.

Mama, didn't mean to make you cry. If I'm not back again this time tomorrow, carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters.