Afrika Bambaataa Follow

It's thirty one days too long
This silence is killing me
I fear it when I try to sleep
It's been one thing than another
Taking all the strength that I can muster
Not to pull the plug
When did I run out of luck?

Watching for the double-cross
I always knew I wouldn't escape without a scratch
Felt my feet on solid ground
Until I saw those fingers
Your fingers
Were crossed behind your back

Drown the pain with cheap champagne and
Wake me when it's time to go
I'm far too faded to celebrate it
The clock is moving way too slow
One more year like this one
I could never make it on my own

I smoked my last cigarette
I emptied any bottle that dared cross my path
Lying in this spinning room
I contemplate the remnants of my life
And curse away the past

I'd offer up a sacrifice
If I thought it would do any good this time
I recognize the harm I've caused
But I can not pay these crimes
I'm not sure I expect to be here New Year's Day

It's thirty one days too long
This silence is killing me