Itchy Poopzkid - Dying For A Six-String lyrics

In the morning from a distance you can smell the gasoline You can feel the fire burning but I'm nowhere to be seen 'Cause I am on my way to somehwere new my friend I won't be back tomorrow 'cause I learned everytime I thought I'd die, I knew it was just a lie Now I'm longing for the good times and I'm grateful for the bad All the miseries and wonders are the best we've ever had I'm just dying for a six-string that keeps playing in my head How could we just say we'd be better off dead I've been taking stairs to heaven and I'm used to burning in hell And from all the places I've seen, there are stories left to tell I got wounds and scars and a middle finger with a smile Down with all the sorrow 'cause I know everytime I thought I'd die, I learned it was just a lie Now I'm longing for the good times and I'm grateful for the bad All the miseries and wonders are the best we've ever had I'm just dying for a six-string that keeps playing in my head How could we just say we'd be better off dead A chorus ringing in my ears Chasing away all doubts and fears And no hand ever holds me back I won't defend I will attack Now I'm longing for the good times and I'm grateful for the bad All the miseries and wonders are the best we've ever had I'm just dying for a six-string that keeps playing in my head How could we just say we'd be better off dead