The Redness in the West

Wasting away never felt this way before
I played all the ditties they were hollerin' for
Then they shot at my boots and told me to dance
And I didn’t really wanna but before I had the chance
To say my piece everyone was laughing in my face
It’s safe to say I hate this place
Do you wanna get lost, cuz I can’t stay found
I done my time killing days in this town
I got a little itch and I’m thirsty
All I wanna know is who’s coming with me
Fuck you
You’re cool
Fuck you, too
The last goodbye is simple and true
I got a fever for the cowbell, boys
I fell for the beat, but I stay down for the noise
Break into something that’s beautiful now
Tell me that it’s gonna be okay
Or exalt my friendships and line up these bottles of beam from
My crib to my grave
I wrote it to end it this way
Let’s get lost cuz I can’t stay found
Hell, anywhere is fine if we drift out now
I’m so tired of doin' my dyin' here
We’ll fuck 'em all… we’re gonna fuck em all when we get there
This time we’re gonna roll where only fools dare
We’re gonna lie
Tonight
Then we’ll disappear