American Football

Bad Moons

American Football


Surprise!
I'm just two little boys in a trench coa
With plastic knives
I'm scared and I don't want to grow up
I only feel alive at night so during the day I cover my eyes

Surprise!
I've been so many boys in this trench coat
Ask my ex-wife - she met Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hide
(I know that should be a “Y”
But none of my “Whys” ever get answered)

Under bad moons I'm a bad bone
I've got some bad news - I only feel alive when I'm alone

I lost my way in the dark
Precious time
My moral line
I lost everything in the dark
Friends for life
A wilted wife
And every last one of my sharp knives

I lost my mind in the dark
I told all my lies in the dark
I poured my drinks in the dark
I explored new kinks in the dark
I found every vein in the dark
I hid my shame in the dark
I got turned on in the dark
I was so far gone in the dark
I bit my tongue in the dark
I collapsed a lung in the dark
I held my breath in the dark
I welcomed death in the dark
I slit my wrists in the dark
I didn't exist in the dark until I found you in the dark
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