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Borrowing Happiness from Tomorrow

from Hard Pan to Chaos by The Old Smugglers

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Been a long time coming for doctors to throw dissertations inside my skull.
But as my body turns grey my thoughts stay the same and the days seems like one big lull.
Before I close my eyes to the dying light and the darkness all but settles in,
Borrowing happiness from tomorrow because I know I'll never be unforgiven.

So I cannot stay as the ice dams swell and spill o'er the edge of the sky
like damaged goods that washed ashore.
After all it's just one long goodbye.
Before I close my eyes to the dying light and the darkness all but settles in,
Borrowing happiness from tomorrow because I know I'll only be unforgiven.

Every woman has her secrets
Every man has his pride
If you peel back the sin
and open the soul you'll see
We're all just empty inside

Them bones keep on burning and snapping and rolling as I toil and waste away.
Of all the things that had been, it's everything that has happened again...
While I keep digging my grave.

Before I close my eyes to the dying light and the darkness all but settles in,
Borrowing happiness from tomorrow because I know I will always be unforgiven.

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from Hard Pan to Chaos, released November 10, 2017
Lyrics and music by Mister December

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Scotch and coffee, smelling like smoke and grandpa, truckload of soup cans falling from the sky, Americana shanty sounds of regret and revelation.

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