47 Crosses

Thank you for this parking lot with the strikers lay it down Covered in a blanket of frost In this bedroom of stars We'll pass out on the ground and dream about The way its gonna end I cant wait for everything to end Meet me down at the end of the line where highway concrete Crumbles in to dust We'll clean our machines with rain and oil away the rust We'll map our way again and drive it blind until the end I cant wait for everything to end There's only one way outta here Keep following the voice Count the crosses as we pass And remember that we never had a choice There's only one way outta here Drive it till we're through I counted 47 but tonight we're gonna make it 52 Sit down and join us and share our graveyard stew Feast upon the famine cooked by the abandoned We'll raise a toast of sin and drink it drink it drink it Till we cant remember the end I cant wait for everything to end There's only one way outta here Keep following the voice Count the crosses as we pass And remember that we never had a choice