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Timothy C Ames
Timothy C Ames
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Letra

Can you let go? It's a dead-end job You'll find another way Fighting so hard to make ends meet Oh, you do more than you know But here you are, working the kind of job You gotta fight to not bring back home with you But you don't know what it's like on my side The other side of the night (Why am I keepin' this job?) I gotta keep all the lights on, I try Punchin' the clock to survive (When I just sleep on the job) I'm runnin' on an electric lifeline, but can you call it alive? 'Cause when the power goes out It's my time to see what shadows can hide Oh God, wait a minute Isn't this another common phenomenon? What a troubled mind does when the lights aren't on? 'Cause ever since my childhood, I was drawn To the macabre like I was an Edgar Allen Pawn Now that I'm all grown up, I know fear grows with you Sometimes it can even be grown into So I gotta know what's happening 'Cause it'll be a lot worse if I'm imagining I see you creepin' (Deep within the dark) (Deep within the dark, deep within the dark) I feel you sinkin' (Teeth into my heart) (Teeth into my heart, teeth into my heart) Yeah, five nights here, that's a long haul Workin' overtime with nobody on call So is that a ghost on the phone Who got me wonderin' if my body was my own? This is a horror story that is shown, not told What a corrupted mind does with the soul he sold Hidden beneath a withered mask of fantasy and fun Is a trap that you'll never see coming It's my imagination (Feeding off the dark) (Feeding off the dark, feeding off the dark) Is any secret sacred? (Keep 'em in the dark) (Keep 'em in the dark, keep 'em in the dark) (Y'all) I don't know if I can handle the truth What kind of man have I been answering to? With the cost that he cut, he can end land in a suit But he's dodgin' the law by the skin of a tooth What was in the headlines has yet to be proven He would've gotten away if I hadn't been snoopin' A lot of loose ends, I can make them meet But is a paycheck worth my integrity? Is this the last night you get to come home? They've taken their last bite, now the kitchen is closed I know you don't need this job ('Cause I've seen it rob your soul) Comin' down to your last night And you gotta feel it (How long can you keep it on?) Will this be the last night that your skin is still your own? (Y'all) I stand at the end of my youth The phone may be dead, but I'm crammed in a booth I've detected another red herring or two But there's only one man who can handle the truth And he closed the case, left the rest to God But I won't walk away from this dead-end job Because I weighed the pros and I've ret the cons You can bet I'm ready for the change yet to come Why can I not recover my childlike sense of wonder? I feel like I'm fallin' under a jaded and agin' slumber 'Cause I don't believe in monsters, I've gotta put the job first They're just animatronics, but can I believe they're not cursed? What do you do for work? What does work do for you? Does it give you your worth? And is it worth it to do? Hope it doesn't leave you burnt Battered, and broken, and bruised But you were broke as it were And beggers don't get to choose Just when it couldn't get worse Somethin' that shouldn't has moved Just kick the back out the hearse And then we're lookin' for you You took advantage at first Starvin' us in front of food But we don't fall short of teeth As we go long in the tooth Your enemy turned family, genetically So your DNA will remember me With some memories comes agony What happened on my last night on the scene? Did I sing a swan song? That's a wrap for me 'Cause the skin I'm in now, I'm meant to be This is the last night before you come home You've taken your last bite, now the kitchen is closed I know that you need this job ('Cause I've seen you're not alone) Brought you down to your last light And if you don't feed it (The shadows will eat you up) And then it's the last night that your skin is still your own
Writer(s): John Gelardi, Timothy Ames Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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