Jacob Lee
God, This is the Most Boring World in the Goddamn World
JACOB: Marathons in mile high shoes. I swear they mocked your defenses. Woke up in Lady Luck's clothes. Brick walls on the offensive
PATRICK: Veins throb. Hangovers. One night stands. Cash never stays in the wallet long. Twelve hour days. I've never seen the sun
J: Twelve days of sleep. I built an iron mask. 9 to 5 a war inside my head
Clouded. Warhead
J&P: Meaning's left us
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Breathing faster
Falling last in the race
Sin inside us
Where did I once begin?
Paint my skin white
Hide even my eyes
Sweat drips. Sheets soaked
Curtains revealing weakness
Shiver through the night
Night terrors my only guest
Six shooters ring from the high windows
This is the big city, Baby
Bright lights. Dark nights
J: You must admit, you've never known cold
This season's mist has taken the bold