The Lawrence Arms - 3 A.M. QVC Shopping Spree Hangover lyrics

Limp lines resign, limp lines resign Limp lines resign themselves to margins Like a drunken vampire, I miss the sun I k**ed this summer, now it's done Let's split and reconvene in a warmer space I'm scratching my head, turning nights to days Don't talk to me about boredom Don't talk to me about pride I s**ed it all up, I swallowed it down And it's fine Gangrene hangs on every word Bullsh** endings to stories unheard It's unheard of to me to not fathom doom So what did you find in my emperor's tomb? Some notebooks, some t-shirts, some bad smelling airs Strangled syntax, broken bottles and chairs This here is my legacy, I leave all of this to thee This here is my legacy, I leave all of this to thee Don't talk to me about boredom Don't talk to me about pride I s**ed it all up, I swallowed it down And it's fine Drink at the funeral, piss on the corpse Yell at the sun until your voice is all hoarse I'm gone, this is goodbye I'm gone, this is goodbye I'm gone, this is goodbye Dead as a dream beneath the gray Chicago sky