Gone down town
Looking for the guy
Who sells him treats not found
Walks in to the first bar
That he sees sat down
Orders not one drink
Not two, but three
Breakdown
Breakdown
Whiskey sour
Is what he likes to call his elixir
No power
If the sour ain't followed by a treat
No flower
Shivering all night no god-damn sleep
Breakdown
Breakdown
To the back of the bar that he goes
To see the shadow he knows
To where light no longer goes
To the back of the bar that he goes
To see the shadow he knows
To where light no longer goes
How high do you think
Those wings will take you?
They can hear the clock
Tik-tik-tok, not you
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Goes down town
Finds the guy who sells him some treats
Sits down
On the first bench that he sees
Looks around
Breathes in not one
Not two, but three
Breakdown
(Breakdown)
It's a feeling of power
How he describes his guilty pleasure
Last hours
Of a life that could've been much more
Devours
Every last breath he takes in is sour
So sour
To the back of the car that he goes
In a suit and tie for the show
To where light no longer goes
To the back of the car that he goes
In a suit and tie for the show
To where light no longer goes
How high do you think
Those wings will take you?
(You play, you lose)
They can hear the clock
Tik-tik-tok, not you
How high do you think
Those wings will take you?
They can hear the clock
Tik-tik-tok, not you