Justin Pierre - (Sort Of) A Song For Patsy Cline lyrics

I am a liar I slink to the bottom Some deserters never learn Crimson, cartwheel, and candle burn The distance is equal To rations for beggars Do you feel the same divide? Lightweight lessons in thin red lines Some things you can't remember Other things you can't forget Sidelined by the woodwork I keep holding on to things you used to say We play follow the leader She rhymes with disaster Like Virginia in the rain Carpe Diem, and candy cane So perfectly wounded A haunting forever Terror sounds the grand alarm Shot gla**, shogun, me safe from harm Some things you can't remember Other things you can't forget I keep trying to say goodbye But the closer I get the more I change my mind If you're holding on to someone else And don't like go you lose yourself I'm trying to say goodbye Sidelined by the woodwork I keep holding on to things you used to say "The wreckage was discovered about 6 a.m. after a night-long Search by Highway Patrol, Civil Defense and local officers Parts of the yellow plane and bits of human flesh were scattered over a 60-yard area a mile off Highway 70 about three miles west of Camden The wreckage was between the highway and a ranger tower, which had served as a base of operations for searchers When asked whether all four bodies had been located, the Civil Defense Official Officer said: 'There's not enough to count...They're all in small pieces.'" I keep trying to say goodbye But the closer I get the more I change my mind If you're holding on to someone else And don't like go you lose yourself I'm trying to say goodbye