Three-Fifteen Lyrics

Sunken eyes and neon colors

Three-fifteen in the AM

Wish I could but probably won't

I just got off, lump in my throat

Truth be told the scene's horrendous

Witness everyone's dark sides

In the shadows lurk slave traders

Cocaine dealers in plain sight

Ahhhhhh

Witness to de-evolution

Tourism feeds the pig

Relive spring break in your forties

Buy some molly, storm the pit

In this town we make illusion

Selling hope to mom and dad

Junior's tired and won't stop crying

Dad is drunk and mom's with Chad

Ahhhhhh

Ahhhhhh

Ahhhhhh

Ahhhhhh

Her rejection, his aggression

Three-fifteen in the AM

Shouting matches, drunk confessions

City digs in hooks and jabs

Music city tells a story

Rebel cowboys, cutoff sleeves

River rats run through our sewers

Public housing's on its knees

On its knees

Ahhhhhh

Ahhhhhh

Ahhhhhh

Ahhhhhh

Can I have have a cigarette

Just let me have your short

I'm barely out of prison

I just got a divorce

Give me something, talk to me

Sanctuary sanctuary

Hit you with the party favors

I need company

Give me something close to you

I really am in need

I'm living in my car

It's a tragic life to lead

The server at the bar lent me rent to get my clothes out

I wish I could just opt out

I'm focused but I fell out

Hey

In my mind the crowd is thinning

In my mind I'm still nineteen

Shallow waters, early warnings

Haven't capsized, so serene

So serene