Reach For the Sky

Reach for the sky Days lived in black and white Couldn’t tell if it was day or night Same *****different day All the same to me The Kyle show on the box Wearing 7 day old socks Each drop more fills my insides So drunk I can’t cry Such a bitter twisted suicide Said Bonnie and Clyde You can run, you can hide Reach for the sky your money or your life They didn’t think about the future Just a roll of the dice Cos tomorrow never comes You’ll see me in the corner now Brown paper bag in my grip Smell like a brewery look like a piece of **** But all alone in my corner There’s still a flame and it burns You can run, you can hide Dr Jekyll Mr Hyde Reach for the sky you can still save your life Make each day about the future Just forget about the past Reach for the sky and see tomorrow come