Leftover Life to Kill
Available on: The Minus 5
Written by: McCaughey

It was late when you fell into the show, and I was too far gone to abort the mission.
Metal plate in my head, felt it start to glow.
Then you came into my world like an incision.

I don't want to be that strong.
Leftover life to kill, when I'm gone.
Every week is two years long.
Leftover life to kill, on and on.

More than fate, when your dream don't coagulate,
and the ones you love hate you for good reason.

People say you can't hang in the congregation.
They'll want to cut you out like a foreign lesion.

It's too late, when you're trying to swim through the snow.
No angel wings or heavenly transmission.
No more dates.
Every calender is unemployed,
but I've still got and X to mark the incision.