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GOD OF WINE
(Lyrics by Sean Rusev)
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So they burned down the pier.
It's the same every year.
Hang up the open mic, cancel the all-age shows.
And the creek's all dried up, or it's a parking lot.
Pretty soon your youth is a postcard,
Some long-dead holiday in the sun.
You had fun, then you blinked, now it's gone.
Die young, stay pretty.
Go out like James Dean or Marilyn.
Because we all know that they would have done
Slasher film cameos, or slummed on witless infomercials.
So I buried a friend.
Another textbook violent end.
Shit, I had it all planned.
We were going to start a band.
Sure, I'll get older.
He'll stay twenty-one.
Forever throwing scenesters to the lions.
No tumors, no kidney stones,
No taxes, no bankruptcy,
No pits of despair on New Year's Eve,
No offshore oil drilling,
No laugh lines, no steady decline,
Just dying young like the god of wine.
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from
Friend Prices,
released October 26, 2010
Engineered & mixed by Cian Riordan
Mastered by Myles Boisen
SITE CREDITS:
Background photo by Josh Renkow
Headline photo by Melissa Rachel Black
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