Another Boring Story Lyrics - Singles - Lawrence Arms

displacement, the basement, isolation commented 

relented six stairs down naked bulb, tired lungs, 

tired eyes, crooked thumbs not up but sideways 

for now. the rise and fall and gentle drops 

precipitation never stops i pulled the clouds 

inside me and now it's raining again. cried in 

my sleep last night for the first time. dying while 

i live, living where we die. futility abounds six feet 

deep within the coffee grounds. there ashtrays 

are volcanoes now apartments burn in red and 

brown salt the earth and never grow notice 

ashes look like snow falling and just sitting there 

more trash than the county fair the smell of 

crowds, a burning nose a smell familiarly morose 

half-assed attempt only to fail half-assed reflection 

ghostly pale you're waving while 

i disappear---ashes cementing my fear ...