Bootstraps
Burning Nickels
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I feel like drunk Celine Dion
As my heart wobbles on and on
A new Titanic source of shame
But who's to blame?
And life is getting dull
Is my whiskey glass half full?
Or is it empty as the promises I make
So pull the pin
We're wrapping up
I hit the wall
I'm outta luck
There ain't a single reason why I'd ever stay
So get the hell out of my way
And life is getting dull
Is my whiskey glass half full?
Or is it empty as the promises I make
I never thought I'd be the kind of guy who goes down staring at the pitch
An asterisk beside your glory
As days go on, can't even feel remorse for shit I never did
Still standing slightly out of frame
They tell me that I'll understand as the grey hairs settle in
They say I'll leave this shit behind and that's just how it is
But how much wear and tear and strain
Can these bootstraps even take
How much wear and tear and strain
Can these bootstraps take?
As my heart wobbles on and on
A new Titanic source of shame
But who's to blame?
And life is getting dull
Is my whiskey glass half full?
Or is it empty as the promises I make
So pull the pin
We're wrapping up
I hit the wall
I'm outta luck
There ain't a single reason why I'd ever stay
So get the hell out of my way
And life is getting dull
Is my whiskey glass half full?
Or is it empty as the promises I make
I never thought I'd be the kind of guy who goes down staring at the pitch
An asterisk beside your glory
As days go on, can't even feel remorse for shit I never did
Still standing slightly out of frame
They tell me that I'll understand as the grey hairs settle in
They say I'll leave this shit behind and that's just how it is
But how much wear and tear and strain
Can these bootstraps even take
How much wear and tear and strain
Can these bootstraps take?
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