The Dark
My Morning Jacket

Trapped in gasoline,
A lizard on a string,
No one ever screams any more
It's called the dark
It's not a sunny day for the dark

Let in the dark,
Then you you can sleep
And fuck and park
Let in the dark,
It's not another day for the dark
Let in the dark,
Then you can sleep
And move and park

So tight, I can't breathe,
God's fingers chokin' me,
Like a prisoner on his knees,
Beggin' won't do a thing for me
So c'mon (you can't fight it)

People, oh they're my thing these days,
They like to swim, and catch them rays
Money, don't do a thing for me,
I'm happy now, that's how I be
It's called the dark.

Written by JIM JAMES
Published by CHRYSALIS MUSIC GROUP

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