Valley of Sickness Songtext
von Camping in Alaska

Happy hour is gonna eat us all
Shoveling light into burning broke
Paper bag
Trembling tumors
Couldn′t escape from the trailer park
But I want you to
Cry over me
Not too bad, just enough to show you know
Whats going on
Here in the valley
Valley of sickness
In sickness and in health
I'll see you all in hell
Here in the valley Valley of sickness
Dopesick and alone
Home′s no longer home
Plastic and paper
Scuttle down pavement
Reminds me of all my
Delinquent payments
2 ambulance rides, a doctor bill, 400 useless fucking pills
A broken stepping stone, a jet black gerbils bones
A taste of being alone
A broken string, an aging voice, a desperate and a grasping noise
Grasping at anything I can
Grasping at anything I can