I'm dying tomorrow

[Blazes B.]

I'm dying tomorrow
This house, this street, Chicago
I'm dying tomorrow
Did I do it right?

Did I remember to sleep in?
Take lots of pills?
Commit irreversible sins?
Did I at least try to kiss the prettiest girl
At the right time?

Did I remember to keep your beer as full as mine?
Did I remember to say cheers?
Did I rat least try to make sure everybody had a good time,
Had the best time?

Did I remember to stay up late?
Drinking for the fun?
Singing for the taste?
Did I run outside to kiss the rain
Under electrical skies?

I'm dying tomorrow
This house, this street, Chicago
I'm dying tomorrow
Did I do it right?

(Alkaline Trio)

 

[alexandraaah]

Are you a Chicago boy?

Alkaline Trio is great.

 

[Blazes B.]

Fuck you, Aurora

Are you a Chicago boy?

Alkaline Trio is great.

ah, yep.

My, my what a mess we've made
of our pretty little heads these days
It appears a heavy wind's blown through here recently
Best wishes have been made for you
You never had no say it's true
You have to be the cutest gravedigger I've ever seen
And all your lonely nights in the city of lights
are much like all these crowded bars
I so often find my stupid self stumbling through

My, my what a mess was made of my head
when I heard what you'd been through that day
It appears a violent storm's passed through you recently
Letters meant to be sent have been torn
The phone lies off the hook, on the floor
All these "I'm sorry"s and "I miss you"s are useless,
I fucked this one up long ago
And all your lonely nights in the city of lights
are much like all these crowded bars
I so often find my stupid self stumbling through

Fuck you Aurora,
You took my only friend
And although it's all my fault,
the blaming myself had to come to an end
so I say:
Fuck you Aurora,
You took my only friend
You wont catch me behind the wheel
of a Chrysler ever again

My, my what a mess we've made
of our precious little lives these days
It appears a big fucking tornado
has twisted us up recently
Best wishes have been made for you
You never had no say it's true
You have to be the cutest gravedigger I've ever seen
And all your lonely nights in the city of lights
are much like all these crowded bars
I so often find my stupid self stumbling through

Fuck you Aurora,
You took my only friend
And although it's all my fault,
the blaming myself had to come to an end
so I say:
Fuck you Aurora,
You took my only friend
You won't catch me behind the wheel
of a Chrysler ever again