A Falling Rock Star

My head's all out of whack

Got that monkey on my back

I don't think that I can go another day

When everything is said

I prefer that I was dead

Since I can't see that there's any other way

I'm here to say goodbye

Don't waste your time asking why

I don't think there's any way you'll understand

So when I'm dead and gone

Put another record on

And have a drink with my buddies in the band
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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