I keep a fresh razor blade in the sole of my shoe It helps when I get stuck thinking of you. Hands and knees Head on the floor. Doubled up. So sore.
Everything is falling apart. I stopped living when I drained my heart Cracked ribs. Split lips. I know where you live.
Everything is turning black They ate my bones so you can't go back Clawed feet. Black beaks. I know where you live.
Drink the poison. Trace the veins Your saviors will not be saved. You got the devils mouth and it's full of lies. Black eyes.
Writer/s: CHRISTOPHER FRANK CARTER, LAURENT BENJAMIN BARNARD, LEE PHILLIP BARRATT, STEPHEN WILLIAM RICHARD CARTER, STUART LESLIE GILI-ROSS
Publisher: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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"The Way" by Fastball was inspired by the story of an elderly couple from Texas who drove to a nearby family reunion and kept going. Fastball's bass player imagined them taking off and having fun like they were young. The story didn't end well: the couple was later found dead after they crashed in a canyon.