All My Friends Are Dead Lyrics

I burned a list of books to be banned. Fever came sweat, then on turn the fan. Health in my work with each dirty word. I sold my soul to your prayers
Now I've got...

I've got time to kill.
All my work is done.
Why's there red, what spilled?

I crossed my heart when pledging my wife If ever I'd fail then I'd hope to die
She kissed my forehead and then laid me goodnight
Said "Darling you're always mine" Now I've got it...

I've got time to kill All my work is done Why's there red, whats spilled? All my friends are dead
Lets rewind
My success was legit
Small, but what a flight
Daddy's demons dead tonight

A short courtship makes a long term marriage
Passive pets and then a baby carriage
It's not the dollar it's the principle of working There's no market I can find deserving
From now on I write only when I want to
I speak to God in the language I choose to I understand all of the repercussions
But nobody gonna touch my work again Oh I've got it... I've got time to kill
I've got time to kill All my work is done Why's there red, what spilled? Now all my friends are dead.
Won't you wait for me?
Come name the family tree with me Birth the kingdom full
Turn our lust to love to gold
Burn our wasted dreams
Settle down to Folly Beach
Spin my wedding ring
Just thinking about the way we sleep