Bek Lyrics

Deadweight

(From the Deadweight Single)

[Written by Beck Hansen]

On a highway
Unpaved going my way
You're so alone today
Like a ghost town
I've found there's no relief, no Salt in the sea
Is it true what they say?
You can't behave
You gamble your soul away
Measuring your dreams
Of this life seems
Like the gristle of loneliness…

Don't let the sun catch you crying
Don't let the sun catch you crying

Like an ice age
Nice days on your way
Sipping the golden dregs
On a riptide, freaks ride
Sleep inside a parasite's appetite
Oh say can't you see?
The chemistry
The parasites
The cleanup fee
Death leather hands
Recycled cans
Get-well cards to the hostage vans

Don't let the sun catch you crying
Don't let the sun catch you crying

You're a deadweight
Ride straight, on your way
Sunk in the midnight shade
Skies burn, eyes turn
Learning to counterfeit their disease
In this town where we roam
We bluff our souls
On canteened patios
We drink the greatest draft
The music drags
The music drags, the music drags…

Don't let the sun catch you crying
Don't let the sun catch you crying