From First To Last Lyrics
10. Be-Headed (Marathon Man)
Reaching around my pockets For the right words It's been a long couple of years Draggin' ass for a dollar here and there Just looking for a minute or a thank you for the effort I don't care to be here Cause my time, my time is running out to be here Cause my time, my time, is running out The sun's too fat to climb up the horizon Fuck it It's been too long a walk, a walk, a walk To not be headed anywhere (headed anywhere) Not be headed anywhere Too long a walk, a walk, a walk To not be headed anywhere (be headed anywhere) Not be headed anywhere I've just been digging all around For something like the truth That luxury that writhes in all its fleeting, fading hues But in the meantime I'll say thanks My mind, my mind is running out I appreciate the extra weight My mind, my mind is running out The sun's too fat to climb up the horizon Fuck it It's been too long a walk, a walk, a walk To not be headed anywhere (headed anywhere) Not be headed anywhere Too long a walk, a walk, a walk To not be headed anywhere (be headed anywhere) Not be headed anywhere Too far along have I come (come) Too far along to give up (up) Too far along have I come (come)
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