Disaster from Sleepless Summers by Joseph Hall

Keep spinning faster, what's in a name?
It's all disaster, it's all insane.
And so I asked her take me out of this place,
and she said I can't go faster than the blood to your face...


Everything I thought I knew about myself,
was mixed up with the memories of someone else.
The pictures in my head have always been the same,
An image of perfection that I can't maintain.
Twenty years of darkness wasting all my time,
trying to find a dollar to get back in line.
My poverty it comically reveals the truth,
no lying to yourself when you buy drugs not food.

Everything I thought I knew about myself,
was mixed up with the memories of someone else.
I never knew that much until I died that day,
ironically I finally came alive that day.
I never knew that much until I died that day,
ironically I finally came alive that day.
Twenty-seven short years just to die that day,
ironically I finally came alive that day.

[Bass solo]

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