Drinks aside, it's we tried to stay somewhere Take my only souvenir, it up high, toss it off the roof If it should break, tell me how it sounds it lands
Steal Time when there enough Turn the wheel, I'm it up feel old, hope I'm backing up Don't old Bloodshot eye, a in the left ear ringing in my right ear Our rules failed eachother We're close to used to wrong Now gone get undressed, feeling hopeless Work weary world, see no of relief Still I find time to of a shortage while the collects at their feet close to used to being wrong Now gone, get undressed, feeling hopeless Work weary world, see no sign of Still I find to complain of a shortage while the collects at their feet
say that we will, but we don't Always say that we did, we did nothing aside, the day today is the monotone Now there's nowhere to go a shrine to fast goodbyes What's the
Time when there isn't enough Turn the wheel, I'm it up Don't feel old, hope I'm up feel old Bloodshot eye, a in the left ear ringing in my right ear Our rules failed eachother We're reduced to being wrong Here and it's gone get undressed, hopeless Work weary world, see no sign of Still they time to complain of a shortage while the collects at their feet Above, the sun late hasn't set yet weary world, too tired now to ever sleep From watching you all of a shortage while the collects at your feet
the church and under haiku It is in deep blue