Lawrence Arms Lyrics
Asa Phelps is Dead

hey brother can you spare the time? skin and bones
that's melting in a backwards way to grow. out of
heart and out of mind, and kiss me in the rearview
when you go ... dying at 23, i'm trying on my
apathy with a tired conversation floating in this
ether sky, tried again too many times, and doesn't
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it get worse ... sit and stare seems like we're
running out of dimes. bodies that we burn as fuel,
irreversible decline. pocket lint and turpentine
warm my insides, wash these ashes from my eyes
death with an attitude, i'm putting on my sunday
suit tired as a conversation held one too many
times a year or two or three or ten or twenty more
... waiting .............