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Hurtin' 4 Certain Lyrics


Russian Futurists Hurtin' 4 Certain


I'm hurtin', vultures are circlin', it never gets
better, it never gets betterIf things worsen I'll close
this curtain, but never say never, say never, say never
I've got a million things to tell you, I can't think of
the words 'cause they all fell through
And boy did you say a mouthful, and our happy ending is
still real doubtful
I'm not pining or being dramatic, or longing for things
stored up in the attic but
I'm hurtin', vultures are circlin', it never gets
better, it never gets better
If things worsen I'll close this curtain, but never say
never, say never, say never
Instability's killin' me with its tight grip; it's a
day that won't end, an endless nightshift
The way bourbon disturbs the words I'm wording, it's a
drink it's a sip, it's the iceberg's tip
Where do the years go? 'Cause I'm fearful
We can't get all of them back, the leaves just fall and
they crack
Where does the time go? How should I know?
And then the leaves turn to brown, another year turns
around
I'm hurtin', vultures are circlin', it never gets
better, it never gets better
If things worsen I'll close this curtain, but never say
never, say never, say never

Is there some sound that you hear before it all
disappears?
Does some siren go off before everything is lost?
Is there a ringing of bells before it all goes to hell?
We need emergency tests for things submerged in our
chests
You said your heart's on the mend and all of your
starts turn to ends
And things go up in a puff of smoke, enough is enough
You're hurtin', vultures are circlin', it never gets
better, it never gets better
If things worsen we'll close this curtain, but never
say never, say never, say never
The plot thickens, clocks are tock-tickin' and each
time that we meet my heartbeat quickens
I can't wait until summer's September, past the ash and
the coals down to the embers
Where do the years go? 'Cause I'm fearful
We can't get all of them back, the leaves just fall and
they crack
Where does the time go? How should I know?
And then the leaves turn to brown, another year turns
around
I'm hurtin', vultures are circlin', it never gets
better, it never gets better
If things worsen I'll close this curtain, but never say
never, say never, say never



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