I’m glad yer doin’ well. lyrics
by Cottonwood Firing Squad
Time is but a grain of sand
Sitting in an hourglass
Sitting in the devils hands
So god damn hail satan
We’re just trying to sell our souls to make us famous
But I just wanna make you smile
I just wanna make you laugh
I just wanna take you out
I wanna make you proud
All my life I've been laying on a bed of knives and rusty nails
Now I'm sadder than I've ever been
But I'm glad yer doin’ well
Life is just a crooked grin
Sitting on the face of a broken man
And thats all it ever was
So god damn hail satan
We’re just trying to sell our souls to make us famous
But I just wanna hold your hand
I just wanna make you mine
I just wanna take you out
I wanna make you proud
All my life I've been laying on a bed of knives and rusty nails
Now I'm sadder than I've ever been
But I'm glad yer doin’ well