Spitvalves - 1.2.3.4 lyrics

Brothers of mine Doing time Standing in line Come along for the ride It's 10 til tomorrow, today I won't feel sorrow, can I borrow Can you lend me, or better yet can you send me An angel, maybe she can tell She's been through hell, and back On attack, on a mission Did you listen to the rhythm, I bet you didn't Because you got off the train, while singing in the rain Something off-beat to maintain New places, strange times New places, and I'm going away (I might not be coming back, I might not be coming back) 17 others and I coincide 6 weeks gone by, riding high, what's outside? Cause inside's a mess, too much stress Amongst the rest, but the best oh yes Not the setup, but the breakdown One more time, and that's fine Keep in mind Treble clef cowboys in the shine