Derek Webb - Death With Benefits lyrics
[Derek Webb - Death With Benefits lyrics]
At the moment when
It appears to know what time it is
It’s perilous to base your life
And stake your death
On just a second of the day
Out of fear that I don’t know
What no one knows
Like the weather on the day I’ll die
For that second I convince myself
The time is wrong
Every other second of my life
When the truth is
I just miss the myth of death with benefit's
Nostalgia gets you just as
Drunk as whiskey does
It leaves me talking to imaginary friends
Man, it’s hard not to second
Guess a second guess
It leaves me doubting my
Doubts and questioning if the truth is
I just miss the myth of death with benefit's
Uncertainty’s blade is a very close shave
And it cuts in every direction
Till nothing is left but the
Thought in your head
That being truly free is an awful gift