No Time To Grieve lyrics

Artist  : Rehab 
Song : No Time To Grieve



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I lost it all, my brain, life, my balls for y'all


no more phone calls 

I walk alone, along 'cross the long hauls 

the alcohol stars the show 

the strip-malls, the hos, the strippers and spit
balls 

and pit falls I done fell through 

I went to hell for you 

probably end up in Bellevue or jail for you 

that'll be two for two, headed for I.C.U. 

Blah! 

No time to grieve it all changes so fast 

and after all we’re all gonna fall 

no time to grieve, can’t make the moment
last 

the dirt on the plains won’t turn to grass
and I ain’t got no time to grieve 

Live's are often mental and a lot of ways cyn' a
little 

complement the instrumental, detrimental 

and gobblin' pistols for supper 

upper rechelant & silly, pretty silicon
titties 

bitty's wantin' a wad and fifty's 

not a hallmark and we ain't mad 

what can I say? and so, I'm shitty, shiney,
shotty 

in my lap and makin' naughty 

tappin' tha crap and mail and hiccup 

and snappin' fell in da crap and only see
laughin' 

what's happened to my sanity? 

what happened? 

No time to grieve it all changes so fast 

and after all we’re all gonna fall 

no time to grieve, can’t make the moment
last 

the dirt on the plains won’t turn to grass
and I ain’t got no time to grieve 

Got a chip on my shoulder the size of Boulder,
Colorado, colder 

look in the mirror I'm gettin' older El Dorado
soldier 

off the off ramp off the wagon and on to braggin'


you got a mokey on your back? I got a dragon!


I'm in mourning every morning 

hanging out with my dumbass should have a Surgeon
General Warning 

ashes to ashes, dust to dust 

born too be wild and born too rust 

I hear a roar in me, I'm in the war for peace


the tears pour from these eyes 

the core in me tries to store the heat rising
inside of me 

anger bangs on my brain but I manage not to do
damage 

what a planet we inhabit the Sabbath is true
dammit 

the dealer of bad habits is workin his black
magic 

imagine packin' the gat that you grippin' you
damn scabbin' 

and stashin' it in the back and just blastin'


No time to grieve it all changes so fast 

and after all we’re all gonna fall 

no time to grieve, can’t make the moment
last 

the dirt on the plains won’t turn to grass
and I ain’t got no time to grieve 

It's hard too believe anything that you told 

if a sin is a sin we've all killed before 

one way or another we all stole a dollar 

and after all we're gonna fall 

and after all we're gonna fall