Lousy Horoscope - Warship

Humming a tune to keep the chattering voice out

While running to where they smoke and drink in a tree house

…And then find your way home

Immortals with no morals, and no hang ups

Yeah, you just want to get drunk and get fucked up… again

And then find your way home

I was clumsy at the post bank

Lost in a foreign land

And begging in a language that no one understands

And I would have dropped a quarter when I got back to the states

But the mourning was almost over

And I guess I missed the wake

More insight, on with life

I get more insight, on with life

And I won’t let it bring me down

I won’t let it bring me down

I won’t let it bring me…

I know I’m never gonna see you again

But I’m thankful for the time that we spent

And every time I lose a friend I lose another layer of my armor

I know I’m never gonna see you again

But I’m thankful for the time that we spent

And every time I lose a friend I lose another layer of my armor