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I don't believe in heavenI do believe in hellIt's down the street from hereAnd we both lived there for yearsWe burned the calendars for warmth And the alarm clocks just for fun We closed the blinds to make goddamn sure That we could never see the sunYou could set a watch by the bottle returns And the ashtrays overflowing on the floor Nothing's free but time when you're so damn poorBut the past was death row And the future's a battlefield I hope we choose the right war Because I've been fist fighting gravity Since the day I learned how to breathe And I still wake up On the same cold floor i fell asleep onSo I won't, but we shall overcome someday I can't do it alone, but I shall be free someday I don't know how to liveBut I'm sick of learning how to dieVampirism is for poseurs in junior high We made our own postal system To cross the continentAs long as freight trains run SongtexteAnd loners pick up dreamers with thumbsWho needs governments to get a letter to you Or a mixtape to me, or a postcard to Johnstown? What's a thousand miles between friends? What's a friend that's not worth crossing a country? But I owe money and broken hearts From Philly to Sydney and back to VermontI regret a million things And that's only what I haven't forgotBut the past was a mine fieldAnd right now is a prison break I hope we make it aliveWhen who we are doesn't stop where the law begins Then we'll storm their court houses to surviveSo I won't, but we shall overcome somedayI can't do it alone, but we shall be free someday I don't know how to liveBut I'm sick of learning how to dieVampirism is for poseurs in junior high Aus Songtexte Mania