Gone a Long Time

I got this lie in my teeth, yeah I do, oh yes I do, and a feeling I don't want to overcome Got these words in my head, oh, they'll sting until I'm dead unless I beat them out my brain, onto my tongue There's this record on my table, I turn it when I'm able, cut the cable and pack up my shit and run There's a weight on my back, and I feel me start to crack, but I'm mistaken, I'm not breaking 'til I'm done The needle traces lines as if to haunt me, A howl shoots out the speakers, like a gun I think of all that isn't mine, I'll be gone a long time So good God, good man, you've got it made, sing good Lord, we're on parade Work young man, you've got no time, work young man, we're in decline Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I got this lie in my teeth, oh, yeah, I do, oh, yes, I do A feeling I don't want to overcome I got these words in my head, oh they'll sting until I'm dead unless I beat them out my brain, onto my tongue I got this girl on my mind, Lord, I left far behind Whom I'm not writing, I'm just fighting off the cold It stings just to kiss her, and I know I shouldn't miss her I'm not missing anything that I could hold She just wants a man who looks like Jesus, I just want a kiss when I come home I wonder if I'll lose all my mind, I'll be gone a long time