Lyrics Adam Jensen – You Won’t Answer My Phone Calls But I Bet You’ll Listen To This Song So I Guess This Is The Only Way To Talk To You

I’m feeling helpless and I’m reckless
I can hear the devil sing
I got a bottle and a deathwish
And I’m hanging by a string

I know it hurts
Drown myself in medicine
I hear your words
Filling up my head again

Dry bones, cold blood
I keep on chasing the shadow of us
Bad nights, good drugs
I lose myself in the shadow of us

I’m a loser and a makeshift
I’m a sucker for the thrill
I’m comatose and wasted
But I can feel it still

I know it hurts
Drown myself in medicine
I hear your words
Filling up my head again

Dry bones, cold blood
I keep on chasing the shadow of us
Bad nights, good drugs
I lose myself in the shadow of us

(Whoa, whoa)
I keep on chasing the shadow of us
(Whoa, whoa)
I lose myself in the shadow of us

Dry bones, cold blood
I keep on chasing the shadow of us

Dry bones, cold blood
I keep on chasing the shadow of us
Bad nights, good drugs
I lose myself in the shadow of us

(I’m down on my luck)
(I’m giving you up)
I keep on chasing the shadow of us
(I’m just a man)
(With no longer hand)
I lose myself in the shadow of us