Tim Kasher

The girl who always cut her own brains.

She's grown her hair out.

She's a different person.

Okay, this is Forever of the Living Dead.

This is off of an album I put out a few years ago called Middling Age.

Gonna cut me in half

Count the years of my past And the lines on my face Count the years I've laid waste And these fingers are rusty gears They used to point straight

My feet have become drunken My bony body sways

I don't know what it'll find out there, but it hates to be out there.

I know truth can be so awful But it's all we truly know Gonna cut out my heart Gonna feed it to the dark

These long lives we're promised to, these run on sentences.

One thing I know for certain, you can't outrun the devil.

Forever seems so far away But forever is just a day away Forever seems so far away But forever is just a day away Forever seems so far away