Heart Attacks Alkaline Trio
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[Verse 1: Matt Skiba]
It’s time I should be leaving, it’s time for me to go
A painting on my ceiling and your footprints in the snow
They found you Christmas morning beneath the tree in the front yard
The sound, the screams, the mourning
As we send sympathy cards
[Chorus: Matt Skiba]
Hydrocodone acid-washed brain
A shame, a total loss
They said that they did all they could
That boy's been dead since childhood
Leave me alone to analyze
The sour power of surprise
A ticker out of time and whack
Too young to die of heart attacks
[Verse 2: Matt Skiba]
I guess I should be going, there’s nothing I can say
To keep your dad from throwing up at least 3 times a day
They found you Christmas morning beneath the tree in the backyard
The pounding of your mother’s fist while freezing in the car
[Chorus: Matt Skiba]
Oxycodone acid-washed brain
A shame, a total loss
They said that they did all they could
That boy's been dead since childhood
Leave me alone to analyze
The sour power of surprise
A ticker out of time and whack
Too young to die of heart attacks
It’s time I should be leaving, it’s time for me to go
A painting on my ceiling and your footprints in the snow
They found you Christmas morning beneath the tree in the front yard
The sound, the screams, the mourning
As we send sympathy cards
[Chorus: Matt Skiba]
Hydrocodone acid-washed brain
A shame, a total loss
They said that they did all they could
That boy's been dead since childhood
Leave me alone to analyze
The sour power of surprise
A ticker out of time and whack
Too young to die of heart attacks
[Verse 2: Matt Skiba]
I guess I should be going, there’s nothing I can say
To keep your dad from throwing up at least 3 times a day
They found you Christmas morning beneath the tree in the backyard
The pounding of your mother’s fist while freezing in the car
[Chorus: Matt Skiba]
Oxycodone acid-washed brain
A shame, a total loss
They said that they did all they could
That boy's been dead since childhood
Leave me alone to analyze
The sour power of surprise
A ticker out of time and whack
Too young to die of heart attacks
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