I'll Finish You Off

I'm dying to shoot you close to me

Still down in the worry would be right

I went to beaches pale and hollow

Stealing the rabbit that would be wise

Still need you

Sweet wine with a pill to pull me short

There's no time for rigging don't even care

It's blind and it seems so easy on the eyes

There's no rhyme and no reason to show

Goes down like a pill

Sweet Wine

In time to the tune of a prayer

With the end of his time

We move it on

We must be wishing

So know the signs

In death

We fail

To take care

In escaping

Bring me to bed

Bring me together

And you escape me

Bring me to him

Bring me islands

And you'd escape me

(da da da da da dada (etc))

My generation

Alright