Gusty Like the Wind - Maylene and the Sons of Disaster

Distant from faces hollow and uncomfortable.

I haven’t been up or down in so long, but believe me.

Depression just takes too much and I’m far to drained to give her what’s due.

I live for defeat.

Find myself searching for the worst.

Take me where I need to go.

I’m much to tired to live alone.

Making a life dead on the inside.

Circulation like 65 at 5 and it never lets up.

Tomorrow I’ll forget what drove me to this paper, but I’ll use it anyway.

Like the friends and family I love and ignore.

God give me a reason to love this place.

Come on just one more reason.

Making a life dead on the inside.

Circulation like 65 at 5 and it never lets up.

I’m trying to shake these bitter days but it never lets up.

Making a life dead on the inside.

Circulation like 65 at 5 and it never lets up.