Dead Meat - Talk Show Host

My whole world caught fire

And so i built this wall

A concrete curtain

High on my own low

I crouch in the shadows

I wait for the gallows

I think i’ve been here once before

No i don’t want another lease on life

I wanna own this one outright

Time will drown our love

We’ll choke on the hours

The comfort of cowards

A bolt across the lighthouse door

And no i don’t want another lease on life

I wanna own this one outright

I’m dead meat, i’m certified

I’m dead meat, i’m cured and fried

Outrun, outlaw that flame

It cripples just the same

But for on moment in the night

You might just catch the fir in my tired eyes