Ill Lit Freeway Lyrics

When misery found company
It quieted the stance
Loneliness reminded him
"this was not our plan."
Jealousy beat sympathy
'till he could bearly stand
Loyalty torched dignity
Burned him up and he ran
There's nothing worse than a radio edit
Girls' fashion's callous, the standard
Is angry, blown-out conversations
About nothing at all with boys
Who hover at the bar like vultures
Indulging in a war
Agony told apathy
"you ain't even shit
I used to hang with terror
When fear was still a kid."
Vengeance is circling back
He's gonna torture on demand
My only hope is memory
Is someone will forget
There's nothing worse
Than the chance you're not taking
People complaining couldn't live Without complaints, a public execution
Is a solitary death. there's a freeway
To memorize expense, in some ways
You never catch your breath
But ignore it and we'll see how bad it gets
Eventually we'll meet again
With time more "worn" than "done"
Tried to be the better man, the best
I did was run. we may see our blood
Shed in a storm of distant death
Attendance at your funeral
There's not a thing you don't expect
All by your lonesome, watching
Bottles on the wall, broken down
By morning, pouring through the door
If j.ever gets here, he's gonna
Sort you out. there's a freeway
To memorize expense. in some ways
You never catch you breath
But endurance is the one thing
You respect