The Gang Goes on Tour
Jacob McCabe, James Palko, Matt Cook, Ben Walker
There's a graveyard here
Of bugs, and cans
And bottles, too
Of piss, and clothes
And cold fast food
Of running late
And low on fuel
I can smell the failure
On my clothes
Sitting still for hours that
Numbs my toes
It's not an accident
The life we chose
Just another band that
No one knows
I'm sorry that I missed my phone
I know I'm really far away
I promise that I'll call tonight
Even if
You're not awake
Sleep all day
Hung up shades
Moving fast on another interstate
It's a deep decay
Of cheap caffeine
And bad tattoos
Of cigarettes
And fucked up shoes
I promise that I'll call
Even if
You're not awake
Sleep all day
Hung up shades
Moving fast on another interstate
Different scene
Change of pace
I'll be at the bottom of your list
As long as I have a place