Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
WSTR
Performer
Sammy Clifford
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sammy Clifford
Songwriter
Lyrics
Think I'll sit this one out
My legs are not what they used to be
My head and heart, they disagree
I've been having my doubts
It's all getting too much for me
It's all I have
It's all I am
The reckoning is a scary thing
I need you now
Would you stay if I go broke tomorrow?
Gotta bet, gotta steal, gotta borrow
All for you, hey, if I don't make it through
Will you bury me, bury me, baby?
Would you kindly sit down?
I'm not getting that used to this
The promised land in my own piss
I'm still fucking it up
Hell-bent on getting better
Will it stick one day?
Maybe never
The reckoning is a scary thing
I need you now
Would you stay if I go broke tomorrow?
Gotta bet, gotta steal, gotta borrow
All for you, hey, if I don't make it through
Will you bury me, bury me, baby?
Hit the rope, took a turn, would you follow?
If I break, would you laugh? Would you wallow?
Should I stay? Would it matter anyway?
Will you bury me, bury me, baby?
So this is me still playing pretend
Chilling at home with some invisible friends
Digging up all the forgotten songs we wrote last year
'Cause everything ends (everything ends)
Everything ends (everything ends)
If you just hold on, the rough will soon be gone my dear
Until then
Would you stay if I go broke tomorrow?
Gotta bet, gotta steal, gotta borrow
All for you, hey, if I don't make it through
Will you bury me, bury me, baby?
Hit the rope, took a turn, would you follow?
If I break, would you laugh? Would you wallow?
Should I stay? Would it matter anyway?
Will you bury me, bury me, baby?
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
My legs are not what they used to be
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
(Bury me, bury me baby) everything else
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
(It's all getting too much for me) everything else
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Until then
Writer(s): Thomas Hawkes, Samuel Adam Clifford
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