XR

Broke my bong on purpose Hit the ceiling with weed The summer benzo blackouts Erased my identity At Vintage Vinyl to score some CDs For ripping rails not listening This is starting to scare me The three perfect chords get me closer to heaven Been mapping the abyss since 2007 Here I am again at Ben’s MySpace grave And then out of nowhere The smell of his basement Where we watched Faces of Death And we regretted it Imagining victory Our alternate history The songs we never wrote They float above and below me Keepsake tinnitus shrieks me to sleep Each frequency’s a memory of some Show we attended Fuck your learner’s permit Drive down to Philly with me To see the Wrens in a rec room Out in the street our heat turns to steam And every surface is mercury glass Wanna wake up wanting to listen to records But those old feelings elude me I raise a toast to the rock n’ roll ghost But it ain’t whiskey It’s Emergen-C Almost died a thousand times High is just a tingling behind my eyes Got no serotonin left Signed away your right to be forgotten (x2)