Over (feat. Sarah Pellicano) Video (MV)

Is there anybody outside
I take a look but there is no one here
Is there anybody inside
How the hell did they all disappear
It's alright, I'll just reunite with this mulled wine
This table of dregs is a gold mine
And it's all mine, all mine, it's all mine
I get to it
Empowered when I drink and devour the wet fluid
Some of it is watery bodied and effluent
Who brings a bottle of Bombay and not bother to get through it
I'm pulling out my iphone, reading with one eye closed
Leaning on a light post, but there is no light post. Shit
Suddenly I'm grounded a little dumbfounded
How everything amounted to this?
I land in a puddle of crushed cans and goon
Cardboard cartons; a drunk man's cocoon
Maybe they'll awake me at dusk, 10, or noon
Prodding at body with dustpan and broom
Laying on my back what's that catching my eye?
That's a silver pillow that's refracting the light
And you were thinking cushion as I raise my head
But I raise it to my lips instead
And take a drink coz
Don't wanna leave 'till it's over
Just don't believe that it's over
Oh no, I'll stumble on my feet until it's over
Then I'll go
Don't wanna leave 'till it's over
Just don't believe that it's over
Oh no, I'll stumble on my feet until it's over
Then I'll go
Then I'll go
Then I'll go
Then I'll go
You know there's something quite wrong
Your the only one dancing when the ugly lights on
And the DJ left. It's somethin' like, dawn
And your still waiting for him to bump the right song
That's what's up! Red plastic cup palaces
Passion pop, blunt ash and imbalances
A loner standing over dystopian landscapes
Too broken to act straight. Too sober to tempt fate
I'm hoping for a moment, a groan or a handshake
I'm tripping over loners all over the damn place
I'm floating over stoners on opium pancakes
And oceans of lamp shades still broken from fan blades
I paddle to an island that I find in the kitchen
Where we had prior conversations about life and religion
Listen! Take it with a grain, we was as high as a pigeon
On the roof. Talking to the morning sky if it'll listen
Is there anybody, anybody outside?
Ain't nobody hit back. I wonder why is that?
Could it be the fact that it was over when the ship sank?
Circling the wreckage like a fish in a fish tank
And it's so sad and profoundly wrong
To see the circus, when the crowds are gone
To see the last clown, with his powder worn
On to the next town and a thousand more singing
Is there anybody outside
I take a look but there is no one here
Is there anybody inside
How the hell did they all disappear
It's alright, I'll just reunite with this mulled wine
This table of dregs is a gold mine
And it's all mine, all mine, it's all mine
Don't wanna leave 'till it's over
Just don't believe that it's over
Oh no, I'll stumble on my feet until it's over
Then I'll go
Don't wanna leave 'till it's over
Just don't believe that it's over
Oh no, I'll stumble on my feet until it's over
Then I'll go
Then I'll go
Then I'll go
Then I'll go