Two Lives - Rare Americans

Mouth as dry, dry as a burned down house

Eyes pop open on a make strange couch

I see you, see you bent, see you grin, I see you spin

Nothing’s as scary as blackin' in

Nothing’s as scary as black, black, blackin' in

The body whispers, the body tells

Can you clean it up before it starts to yell

The body whispers, the body tells

Can you clean it up before it starts to yell

I got this thing going on

Inside my head, with my thinking

It seems to be brought on

By doing drugs, and drinking

I got this thing going on

Inside my head, with my thinking

It seems to be brought on

By doing drugs, and drinking

The body whispers, the body tells

Can you clean it up before it starts to yell

The body whispers, the body tells

Can you clean it up before it starts to yell

Staring at the carcass, two fiends excess

Glance at my phone and I see this text

Sender in all caps reads «mother of ex»

This can’t' be good, what happens next?

«Our son, the kids father just said fuck the world

Ain’t comin' back, skipped town, dropped off the girls»

Flushed smokes, brush teeth, «can I cop a gram of weed?

Drug buddy said «take whatever you need»

Two lives, I’m leading

Two lives, I’m leading

Two lives, I’m leading two lives

The body whispers, the body tells

Can you clean it up before it starts to yell

The body whispers, the body tells

Can you clean it up before it starts to yell

Two lives

I’m leading two lives

I’m leading two lives

I’m leading two lives