Beck - Deadweight

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On a highway unpaved, goin' my way

You're so alone today

Like a ghost town I've found

There's no relief, no soul, no mercy



Is it true what they say

You can't behave

You gamble your soul away



Measuring a jinx of this life seems

Like the gristle of loneliness



Don't let the sun catch you cryin'

Don't let the sun catch you cryin'



Like an ice age, nice days on your way

Sipping the golden days on a riptide

Freak's ride, sleep inside

A parasite's appetite



Oh, say can't you see the chemistry

The parasites that clean up for me?

Death never hails, recycled cans

Get well cards to the hostage vans



Don't let the sun catch you cryin'

Don't let the sun catch you cryin'



You're a deadweight, right straight

On your way, sunk in the midnight shade

Skies burn, eyes turn

Learning to counterfeit their disease



In this town where we roam

We bluff our souls

On canteen patio

Drink the latest draft



The music drags

The music drags

The music drags



Don't let the sun catch you cryin'

Don't let the sun catch you cryin

© CYANIDE BREATHMINT MUSIC; BMG SONGS, INC.; DUST BROTHERS MUSIC; MCA MUSIC PUBLISHING;















		
			



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