All painted gray, hear me say. This is not my cabaret. . Too depressed. Unimpressed. I'm a strange bird. More or less. . Too depressed to dance. Too sober for a romance.
We all wear our hunger on our heart. In the cold blooded academy of ghetto streets. It ain't treason if it's a good reason. We're only as real as the promises we keep.
I thought she noticed me when I saw her. She seemed to check me out right away. So I. Asked her name. I played the old game. Her reception seemed to be ok.
Of the parking lot leaning on his car and. Drinking beer and laughing out loud. Before my head starts spinning around,. As I try to find a place to take a stand.
Two days before his mom moved him. To a trailer park in Florida from a suburb in Michigan. He left the house headed for someplace downtown. Thinking who needs them, 'cause they brought me down.
It was a cold december on 2nd ave and 6th st.. Too cold to think about anybody passing me. When I overheard 'i'm gonna tell you straight from the shoulder....
I'm wondering around what used to be. Downtown wet and feeling cold and kinda feeling old,. I'm walking around and I can almost hear the sound. Of everyone I've known and all the people I've seen get up and go..
This blood that's in our veins it carries all of those mistakes that we've ever made when we're not thinking straight,. I don't remember every name but it seems like every face is back at the place,.
you know my best friend. just left yesterday and I know. I know your girlfriend. couldn't explain why she just moved away. things are so the same. that all I can really bring myself to says is that I know.
All my friends always talk about. The stories of moving on and getting out. They're packing up and heading south. Their heads full of hopes and dreams, they're just like me.
You know my best friend,. just left yesterday, and I know.. I know your girlfriend,. wasn't here to stay,. she just moved away.. . Things are so the same..
So you're feeling like you're just a waste of space now. and you keep feeling like you're always out of place,. Don't you think it's strange you always feel the same now?.
He says Florida is slowly sinking, sinking into the ocean. He says the housing tracts are built on half facts and the rest half fiction. And I can't argue that statistics are becoming the definition of just standing still between glass and steel drowning in this quicksand.
I've come to my senses. That I've become senseless. I could give you lessons on how to ruin your friendships. Every last conviction, I smoked them all away.
You told me that your 20 years have gone by much too fast. And you've been hoping this year will be better than the last. You said you've been waging a war against the loneliest of nights.
Ive been down wandering past Second Street. And looking at the ghosts of you and me. And thinking back on all those memories. Of how we used to be. . Ive been hearing, I hear those voices.
The cycle circles, stalls then spins. Describes the current state I'm in. It's like I nose dived in a crash. With all my blackouts and scraped hands. .