I'm trying to walk up the stairs My hands are snatching at the slivers of light, I'm sticking to the steps Each one a release from the place below, I'
I think we should probably call it a night now It's just as well 'cos, eh 'Cos we got a lot of things sorted out tonight That needed sorting out, I suppose
All this noise is making me nervous I feel every slammed door and drunken laugh Sometimes there's no room for breathing Take me to a colony and leave
I'm getting swallowed up in all of this And the last thing I need is some rock star bullshit See you later Yeah, I'll be there in about half an hour
Stay happy Slush puppies, foul pavements Ice cream comes up on their pagers Break them up with a bucket of water Kids waving, shake babies Smile candy
Oh shit, here comes morning Another ugly bang that I dreaded coming Go back to sleep, let the curtains protect me Keep them closed so the light won't
In your weakest moments It all comes back to you like a ghost When you need some peace the most The same endless cycle always Never ending chain of bitterness
Wow, great Well, this is taking everything, everything that I can stand And you look like the enemy With the answers hidden in your hands You can tell
In your weakest moments It all comes back to you like a ghost Just when you need some peace the most The same endless cycle always Never ending
She goes places I won't go She knows things that I don't know Welcome to the church of noise Welcome to the church of noise (It takes more than
Oh shit, here comes morning Another ugly bang that I dreaded coming Go back to sleep, let the curtains protect me Keep them closed so the light won
(Leave a message or leave me alone) What if the sky falls, and shoves me into the ground Would you pray for me, or would you pull me out? Yeah, I
(Wow, great) Well, this is taking everything Everything that I can stand And you look like the enemy With the answers hidden in your hands You
Stay happy Slush puppies, foul pavements Ice cream comes up on their pagers Break them up with a bucket of water Kids waving, shake babies Smile
Fucker! My tongue is twisted from talking My feet are blistered from walking alone My head is bursting with thoughts And every bruise feels so familiar
I'm trying to walk up the stairs My hands are snatching at the slivers of light I'm sticking to the steps Each one a release from the place below
I'm getting swallowed up in all of this And the last thing I need is some rock star bullshit (See you later) (Yeah, I'll be there in about half an
