Lonely Kings - Black Dahlia lyrics

Starve for there's no lack of money

Thrown every coin in the well

Fired for a speech, an impertinent lecture

Jumped 30 stories to tell

Save up for life in the fast lane

You put your Mercedes for sale

Spent too much time in glamorous states

Woke up in your living hell

While you wait

Its ready for you

It's a bad time

What you've aske me to do

Superstition

And the mirror you broke

All of these feelings are simple

Search for a mid 801s Buick

12 minutes South Santa Fe

Talked of the Celtics mixed up Tom Collins

Never has nothing to say

Wakes up high soide to an ashtray

Behind an abandoned hotel

Starved for some luck

And more starved for attention

Late for your own funeral

"In this concubine of countless nights

Reach for fullfillment and release

Cut down to size under the shades of anger, pity and confusion

Orange luminescent pain

Suck it up and suck it in kid

Superstitious and judicious

Consequences are profound in litigation

In the letting out

As we turn in a circle

Look are at yourself

You could've been aborted

Feel blind, live blind, power, bleeding, fallen crime"