Sadistik - Exit Theme lyrics

I am the only one they made
Cast from charming bones and clay
On that cold Winter’s day or so they say
We are the last known to exist
Hiding shine remote cliffs
We prefer it that way
Please leave us just like this

I used to hammer sheet metal
Till my palms bled
Cash my pay check at the bar
Then drink the whole thing
Catch a pheasant with my bare hands
Take her home with me
Wake up at 5am and make it
Back to work to start again
You're sweating whiskey in that first shift
By lunch break you're feeling worthless
And soon you're cracking jokes with workers
By the time the final whistle blows
Your body's feeling perfect
So let's celebrate the good times
Another round for the old guys
And to that pretty thing with glazed eyes
I ain't asking for a dance
I'm just hoping for a great night

Cause when the stopwatch dies we
All drop like flies
So what's the point in being free to die
(Right?) you see it's not my time
I thought I lost my mind but instead
It found a place to hide
Keep your fucking keys, I don't need to drive
(nah)
I'll just run for the rest of the night
Empty handle with my tongue on the edge of
A knife, make me young, make me numb
'til my exit arrives

My heart it pounds
So I can't make out a sound
I've come this far
And I couldn’t leave without you now
If my heart beats now
Then I'll go turn around
If you know me, nobody does

Damaged goods tend to hide in pretty packages
Saddened looks get disguised in witty adages
It's our dramatic twist
Come watch the magic tricks
Abracadabra, necromancer sawed in half again
So I mutter some witty quips
If love is to give a glimpse
What's under my skinny ribs?
A couple of whiskey sips or
Something to get me fixed
Before I'm antisocial like it's Buffalo
66 in here - so is it beautiful or frail?
I feel like Ouroboros when I'm
Chewing on my tail
The crows can form a chorus
When the funeral prevails
It shows a glowing orange when the
Moon is full and pale wide awake and rueful
Looking for a light to break the stupor
Of the types of grey that dilate my pupils
I can taste the sucrose on the
Tip of my tongue-y tongue
From tidal waves I'm running from but
Isn't it funny once it's done?

Cause when the stopwatch dies we
All drop like flies
So what's the point in being free to die
(Right?) you see it's not my time
I thought I lost my mind but instead
It found a place to hide
Keep your fucking keys, I don't need to drive
(nah)
I'll just run for the rest of the night
Empty handle with my tongue on the edge of
A knife, make me young, make me numb
'til my exit arrives