MUSIC MONDAY: Am I Really Going To Die & Blue Drift by White Lies

You pick a song that you really like and share it on Monday.

Found this tag on Read Rant Rock & Roll. This meme was created by Drew @ The Tattooed Book Geek. 

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Last week’s song: The Overload by Yard Act

This week’s song: Am I Really Going To Die & Blue Drift by White Lies

LYRICS

All alone here on the internet
Looking for cures that ain’t invented yet
If I don’t want to die, then I’m not gonna die

I need validation for your parking lots
Though I’m not sure your science is even worth the cost
She said “Now mister, sit down, and I’ll tell you again
There ain’t no magic potion for the state that you’re in”
Well, I need another opinion, see you, thanks a lot

I need another prescription from illegal stock
And why I’m so denied, is a mystery that no key unlocks
I said “You might as well give enough for six weeks hey
And have you any more info, I’ll be quiet and pay”
Oh, I really can’t be dealing with these crooked docs

I see a rare looking bird out the car window
Flying like a sign, like he’s saying “I know”
This isn’t my time to die, you’re never really gonna die
I never really wanna die, I’m never really gonna die

Life… it holds a whip and beats you to the clock
But why it picks on mine, is an unfairness I can’t miss off
I’ve done the juices and the cleanses, but it’s too New Age
I’m waiting for the gold that the big labs make
And I’m getting near my wits end with this feudal hock

I find a penny on the floor at the late-night show
And a girl called Lucky, well what do you know?
This isn’t my time to die, I’m never really gonna to die
I call my daughter right up, just to say “Hello”
I’m clawing at the bottom of an all-time-low
Am I really gonna die?
Am I really gonna die?
Am I really gonna die?
Am I really gonna die?

Am I really gonna die?
Am I really gonna die?
(Hey, dad, don’t say that)
(Hey, dad, don’t say that)
Am I really gonna die?
Am I really gonna die?
(Hey, dad, don’t say that)
(Hey, dad, don’t say that)

LYRICS

Here comes that venom, shake and cold
Makes a boy out of big bones
And I am humbled, and I fold over quick
Where dreams grow, rain will fall

I’m in a car I cannot drive
Down the hill to your grace
A broken puppet to the sky as it spins
Oh blue drift, save my face

So sick of my wonder, wanna break my feeling
I’m off my tracks and the wheels are screaming
No now, all future, no hand is healing
I’m on my back and the dark is feeding

I’m in a house built for the dead
Trying to find a window
Once hidden songs weigh down my head
Their tunes all regrets of old heroes

So sick of my wonder, wanna break my feeling
I’m off my tracks and the wheels are screaming
No now, all future, no hand is healing
I’m on my back and the dark is feeding

Blue drift is taking me home
Blue drift is taking me home

This is my friend who never cared
This is my dog that never came home
And I would trade whatever bled
For just to live to new ways and a heart of stone

So sick of my wonder, wanna break my feeling
I’m off my tracks and the wheels are screaming
No now, all future, no hand is healing
I’m on my back and the dark is feeding

So sick of my wonder, wanna break my feeling
I’m off my tracks and the wheels are screaming
No now, all future, no hand is healing
I’m on my back and the dark is feeding

I’m on my back and the dark is feeding
I’m on my back and the dark is feeding
I’m on my back and the dark is feeding

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