Deadweight
Beck
On a highway unpaved
Goin' my way
You're so alone today
Like a ghost town I've found
There's no relief
No salt in the sea
Is it true what they say
You can't behave
You gamble your soul away
Measuring your dreams of this life seems
like the gristle of loneliness
Don't let the sun catch you cryin'
Don't let the sun catch you cryin'
Like a nice age
Nice days on your way
Sipping the golden dregs
On a riptide
Freaks ride
Sleep inside
A parasite's appetite
Oh say can't you see
The chemistry
The parasites, the clean up fee
Death letter hands
Recycled cans
Get well cards
To the hostage vans
Don't let the sun catch you cryin'
Don't let the sun catch you cryin'
You're a deadweight
Right straight
On your way
Sunk in the midnight shade
Skies burn
Eyes turn
Learning to counterfeit their disease
In this town where we roam
We bluff our souls
On canteen patios
Drink the greatest draft
The music drags
The music drags
The music drags
Don't let the sun catch you cryin'
Don't let the sun catch you cryin