Time bites like a brown recluse
Clouding my broken view
Run from the reds and blues
As I cleaned up all that was left of you
I'll bet you wish that you were sitting next to someone else
Terrified of what goes next
I can't sleep outside the crook of your neck
Never got past second best
Or any place that I could protest
Waking up at first light
Staring down the fence around a gravesite
I wonder when our names might
Print on some old stones at a funeral rite
Alright
Terrified of what goes next
I can't sleep outside the crook of your neck
Never got past second best
Or any place that I could protest
Hey Napoleon
That sounds like the end
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Time bites like a brown recluse
Clouding my broken view
Run from the reds and blues
As I cleaned up all that was left of you
I'll bet you wish that you were sitting next to someone else
Terrified of what goes next
I can't sleep outside the crook of your neck
Never got past second best
Or any place that I could protest
Waking up at first light
Staring down the fence around a gravesite
I wonder when our names might
Print on some old stones at a funeral rite
Alright
Terrified of what goes next
I can't sleep outside the crook of your neck
Never got past second best
Or any place that I could protest
Hey Napoleon
That sounds like the end
Clouding my broken view
Run from the reds and blues
As I cleaned up all that was left of you
I'll bet you wish that you were sitting next to someone else
Terrified of what goes next
I can't sleep outside the crook of your neck
Never got past second best
Or any place that I could protest
Waking up at first light
Staring down the fence around a gravesite
I wonder when our names might
Print on some old stones at a funeral rite
Alright
Terrified of what goes next
I can't sleep outside the crook of your neck
Never got past second best
Or any place that I could protest
Hey Napoleon
That sounds like the end
Writer: Sebastian Bernal
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Copyright: Lyrics © DistroKid