Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Asa Phelps Is Dead , by - The Lawrence Arms. Song from the album Ghost Stories, in the genre АльтернативаRelease date: 23.04.2000
Record label: Asian Man
Song language: English
Asa Phelps Is Dead |
| Hey brother can you spare a dime? |
| Skin and bones that’s melting in a backwards way to grow |
| Out of heart and out of mind |
| And kiss me in the rear view when you go |
| Dying at 23, I’m trying on my apathy |
| With a tired conversation floating in this ether sky |
| Tried again too many times, and doesn’t it get worse |
| Sit and stare |
| Seems like we’re running out of dimes |
| Bodies that we burn as fuel, irreversible decline |
| Pocket lint and turpentine |
| Warm my insides, wash these ashes from my eyes |
| Death with an attitude, I’m putting on my Sunday suit |
| Tired as a conversation held one too many times |
| A year or two or three or ten or twenty more |
| Waiting |