Bad ventilation duration of a beer, commonplace shithouse drown my fear, =. this whiskey goes down easy, smooth as a sow's ear, belly up and suck =. another, you're in the clear. Every day deception, faking a motive, a =.
A chorus of car alarms, shoes on the power lines. Young kids stealing cars and having switchblade fights. Two little kids out selling lemonade in the sun.
she takes her clothes off and she says. is it alright if i stay the night. i don't remember what i said. is it alright. . well she's gone when i awake.
I've never felt so warm. As I did the other night. We'd never make it anyway. . We never were that real. With everything we've done. You think that there'd be something.
Don't wake me. I'm so empty. . I, I, I. Tried, I'm sorry. . I've seen you without me. I've seen you without me. . You can say what you want.
Don't belong in this world or the next one. Wasting every day to my own end. Feeling awkward, feeling clumsy, hating. Everything I've ever done before.
Uragiri no yuuyake. yakkaini kara mitsuku ase wo. kirisa kuyounishite. mashin wa sakebuuta uyouni. Blow out loud. mukuchi na yousei wa soko ni iru. blow out loud.
I got dressed up, up to the nines. I took a look in the mirror, I wish I was thinner. Then everything would be fine. . At least I smell nice, so come on and breathe me in.
Mystic skies behind blues eyes. Come out to play golden sun. Rapture and lies caught up in, despise. With a fully loaded gun. I pray to God for a people made up.
I still think I'm due. For my dark-haired girl of the Avenues. Do they still think of me. Stranded on their 12th floor balconies. And it's news when these old fears arise.
Got this feeling that today doesn't like me. Or the air tastes like flowers and paint. There's a sink full of bottles and cutlery. And the car has got a list of complaints.
The mirrors and the unacknowledged nods.. Dial tones and license plates.. The words you didn't choose.. Everything the day's too small to hold spills on to the dusk,.
I don't think You had in mind. You set my city on a hill. For it's walls to be built up to keep the light in. Brick on brick I'm building still, yeah.
Take me to a place, high above the tide. Underneath the waves where I can come inside. A reveille, told in fractured time. Only in this way will I become alive.
Unraveling You. Song/Lyrics by: R. Egan. . Come home late. Youve been making up stories. About where you been.. Listen, Im not crazy.. But who gets off thinking.
Under the Great Wave. Song/Lyrics by: R. Egan. . I've been in and out the house of luck. It's a cold machine where the lights are dull. And the beds stay harder than stone..
Peeling the skin back from my eyes I felt surprised. That the time on the clock was the time I usually retired. To the place where I cleared my head of you.