Dan Deacon — Snookered

Been round this road so many times Feel like its skin is part of mine This taste of milk is almost gone Still got my shame, but not for long Been wrong so many times before But never quite like this Heard it all, in the rain, but the rain all turned to piss I hope to make it home one day I doubt that day will come I know, by now, that my days they're all gone Been round this road so many times Feel like its skin is part of mine This taste of milk is almost gone Still got my shame, but not for long Been wrong so many times before But never quite like this Heard it all, in the rain, but the rain all turned to piss Been round this road so many times Feel like its skin is part of mine This taste of milk is almost gone Still got my shame, but not for long Been wrong so many times before But never quite like this Heard it all, in the rain, but the rain all turned to piss