Letra This guy reads from a card The Flatliners

This guy reads from a card

Looking at everything just out of focus
As time grows far and old

Well I'd like to call and say hello
But all the numbers fell out of my telephone

Have you ever caught a man in a moment
Where you know you'd been yourself

And he knows damn well you saw it
While your words sit on the fucking shelf

Well, I'd
Like to extend my
Deepest sympathies
Apologies
Or any other prefix you'd prefer

And our lives
Become a laugh track on repeat
I'm living short
'Cause I can barely breath
Even with all the windows down

I keep falling on my hands and getting up
My skate is how I want to live

Unsatisfied until I die

But one cold dark day you see
Just how ruthless life can be

With a lump in your throat
And not a single friend in the fucking world but me

YEAH!

They got to encourage me
Get away, little kid
We're making cheap conversation and selling it

If I could, I'd burn these words to the ground
Scatter the ashes inside my foot
'Til the desperation sound

I'm awaiting on the block
To decide if you're wrong or if I'm right

You know those times will drag you down
Your fucking whole life

Still here waiting for an explanation
As to how I let you down this time, boy

I'll sit here wasting
Thinking of ways to leave this town

Well, I'd
Like to extend my
Deepest sympathies
Apologies
Or any other prefix you'd prefer

And our lives
Become a laugh track on repeat
I'm living short
'Cause Sam can barely breath
Even when I drive with every single window down

I'm driving all the windows down
Trying my hardest not to fucking drown