Pills
by The Killers
on Better Judged by Twelve Than Carried by Six (2004)
Take me away
Find me dead in a couple of days
These words won't stay gold, but drawing breath grows so old
There is nothing new
There is nothing true
Nothing that I have ever done has mattered to anyone
Absolute regret
There is nothing left
I watched you scatter like the sands
I saw you break here inside my hands
The gun sings glory with the final blow and this is how it goes
I can hear the verses from below This is how it goes
There is no hope for men
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