Savers
Bomb the Music Industry!, Jeff Rosenstock
I'm kicking the party trash that coats the floor
Empty whiskey bottles that serve reports
Of nights where all I could afford
Was to sell myself short
Our windows don't overlook the busy streets
So I count the raindrops and drink my tea
Oh I'm living in a city
That's killed so many better men than me
Hey
Can you save my life?
'Cause I would save your life
I would save your life
I got so hung up on things that keep me down
That I start feeling lost when they're not around
When relaxing feels like sinking
Into a bubbly pit with one arm reaching out
Hey
Can you save my life?
'Cause I would save your life
Yeah, I would save your life
I know everyone has bad nights
But you know
Hey, hey, hey
I don't wanna die
Can you save my life?
I know everyone has bad nights