Grieving Mantra

[Verse 1:]
I'm in that 57’ Ford like it’s 1994
And we’re on our way score
Tickets to a game at the dome
Repainting the lanes as we go
Where we’re going we don’t ever make it home
It’s okay if you feel disillusioned and alone
I’ll do my best to make you smile and feel whole
There’s a hole in our hearts big enough to fit a city block
I'm sure you got like 50 thoughts poisoning your soul
I'm tripping hard in the woods like it’s 2 thousand and way back
And we’re running from law but it’s really just a dog with a wishbone in his jaw
Where we’re going we don’t know and we won’t know until lost
You’re intentions where in the right place wrong time
It’s not your fault that your old soul with open mind
Nothing would’ve saved from the hell of his design
He’ll find what he was pining for and finally be fine

[Hook: x3]
This is a grieving mantra
Something to keep you off the
Pills and thrill of losing yourself in the process
This is a grieving mantra
Something to keep you off the
Booze and the who’s to blame
Other than mothers and fathers

[Verse 2:]
I'm in a basement surrounded by my brothers
Like we designed a world within a world just for each other
Exchanging Jameson singing our favorite verses
This was our bond this was our purpose
I still get nervous among the giants and the serpents
I'm always searching when I should probably be working
This shit is fleeting and Im defiantly determined
To die a death alive without a grudge or burden
I'm on the drive home from way out west
Like I just conquered another day in my head
It was electric with an pulse that ripped me up and moved me
I really hope that your okay you truly new me
We were so close thicker than the thieves that commandeered
America for us so we could fall in love and fight and fuss
I’ve said goodbye so many times I’d rather see her
There’s a memorial living inside of my demeanor

[Hook: x3]
This is a grieving mantra
Something to keep you off the
Pills and thrill of losing yourself in the process
This is a grieving mantra
Something to keep you off the
Booze and the who’s to blame
Other than mothers and fathers

[Outro:]
We only talk when someone dies
We only talk when someones born
We only talk when
We only talk when
We only talk when someone dies
We only talk when someones born
We only talk when
We only talk when
We only talk when someone dies
We only talk when someones born
We only talk when
We only talk when
We only talk at xmas when we’re too drunk to speak…..