Rats with wings

War on drugs

Rats with wings
This one was already gone
Before I had even started it
I tried to slow it down
Now I try to appreciate it
I can't get back to yesterday
When it was burning up in my blood

This radio song died in my arms

I sat and tried to bring back
The first purchase I made
Ten bucks was all that I had
But it got me a taste
I shot back home and cooked it up loud
And it hit me in waves

This radio song died in my arms

While nodding off I broke
Under pressure of sounding stupid
Soul-crushing toes that tapped
As I sampled myself and looped it
Don't you seem to lose control
When it's hard to find what you need

This radio song died in my arms

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