The Lawrence Arms - Requiem Revisited lyrics

We'll knock back a few (We'll knock back a few) And talk about life (And talk about life) His dreams gone, and all the smiles have faded They come in masks to k** the child who came in These hands beat red with those mercy k**ings Good eye, dead man, you hit your mark again [x2] And now his words beg for the same damn thing now How to return to someplace far behind now This heart is pumping blood much harder than you know These fists are squeezed too tightly ever to let go These are the syncopations of these weary bones, bones These hands beat red with those mercy k**ings Good eye, dead man, you hit your mark again, and This time, this time, this time I walk these avenues to find The place where I can let these dreams and demons go And finally rest my weary bones, bones, bones, bones