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"Rum & Coke"

[Verse 1]

Now if you would've told me this is where I'd be at 25
I would've told you to go fuck yourself
I can't remember when's the last time that I felt alive
How can you when you don't love yourself?
I mean
I sit and waste away in this apartment
In this trendy little city where my girlfriend's car gets
Stolen right outside where she parked it
And all I do is get drunk and stare at the carpet
Like I should probably vacuum
I'm sick of looking at that coffee table covered in those past dues
And writing about that coffee table covered in those past dues
And every time that Dad calls, it's always fucking bad news
Then she texted me on her break, said she wanted to get away
I said we should go on a date
She asked if I'm sure that I can afford it, I said that it's not important
There's gotta be something more to life
We spend all this time on this planet, god damn it, we barely manage
Let's take a second to vanish
Imagine if we could do it, a couple kids in their twenties
Don't worry about the money,
The waitress'll take your order like

[Chorus]

She said "Would it be alright if I got a rum & coke?"
I said "Baby for tonight, let's pretend that we're not broke"
Sick of living in tomorrow, should be living in the here
She whispered something in my ear and said

You only get this once, you better love it


[Verse 2]

Now I implore that you spend every single dollar that you have
You'll never find a happy man obsessed with piling up his cash
When the reaper comes to greet you and he's preying on your soul
You can beg and you can cry, but you can't pay him off in gold
So take a mortgage on my heart, what's a credit score to God?
It's been seven years and they're still bill collecting on my Mom
They'll come after you, long after you've been resting in your grave
Take every dollar that you made and every dollar that you saved
And spend that shit!
Spend it on the weekend, spend it on your girlfriend
Cuz when the world ends, goes off the deep end
My uncle said a lucky man will die with three friends
It doesn't make you loved to have a bank account with 3 Ms
It makes you loved to have some people in your life that love you
The most obvious shit I think I've ever said
It isn't money, or a house, or a cabin on a lake
It's a family, it's a spouse, loving every single day

[Chorus]

[Bridge]

It's the sound of the machines, drowning out my dreams
It's everything I hate and it's everything I am
It's the way I pack my lunch, it's the clock I gotta punch
It's everything I hate and it's everything I am
It's my motherfucking job, treating money like my god
It's everything I hate and it's everything I am
It's everything I hate and it's everything I am

[Chorus]

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from Look What This World Did To Us, released April 7, 2015
produced by Red Pill
vocals by Red Pill

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Chris Orrick Detroit, Michigan

Chris Orrick is the patron saint of a poisoned world. The blue-collar MC writes spiteful chants for the permanently scarred, death letters for the forgotten, surly hymns for charcoal lungs. Think Bukowski on an eloquent bender, swapping wine for whiskey, a notepad for a glowing LED screen, the race track for the recording booth. These are anthems for the irate, over-educated and under-valued. ... more

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