Asa Phelps Is Dead lyrics

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 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 .............
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