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
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