Lyrics Every Time I Die – Indian Giver
Text:
No broken hearted people, no crash, no flame, no sermon at a casket nor a
howl into the grave. Every bone was in position, every hair was in position.
Every hair was in its place. A light comes. Pulled off a dark country road. New
roman suicide note. All the way closed. So it goes. No organs to be salvaged,
no teeth to be compared, we asked for no police involvement because we knew you
weren’t there. We threw a birthday party and at the table in your chair, a
lightness. Pulled off a dark country road. New roman suicide note. All the way
closed. So it goes. As long as your name is on my list or your story written in
the choruses then true death couldn’t get you. But when its spoken for the last
time, the weight is lifted. A third eye. So I make a vow to forget you.
weren’t there. We threw a birthday party and at the table in your chair, a
lightness. Pulled off a dark country road. New roman suicide note. All the way
closed. So it goes. As long as your name is on my list or your story written in
the choruses then true death couldn’t get you. But when its spoken for the last
time, the weight is lifted. A third eye. So I make a vow to forget you.
Album
Every Time I Die – Every Time I Die - Ex-Lives
Every Time I Die – Starve An Artist, Cover Your Trash
Every Time I Die – Business Casualty
Every Time I Die – Grudge Music
Every Time I Die – Indian Giver
Every Time I Die – Touch Yourself
Every Time I Die – Drag King
Every Time I Die – Revival Mode
Every Time I Die – The Low Road Has No Exits
Every Time I Die – Partying Is Such Sweet Sorrow
Every Time I Die – I Suck (Blood)
Every Time I Die – Typical Miracle
Every Time I Die – A Wild, Shameless Plain
Every Time I Die – Holy Book Of Dilemma
Every Time I Die – Underwater Bimbos From Outer Space