How do you feel about my new lair?
The car lights on until mornings dawn
Rolls on rolls I can't feel my tongue
I look at you and you're so
Gone
You're so gone
The only thing that I can stand about
Myself is nothing new
Two nights without a brew
I take away the time and space that
People want but cannot use
And still can't even move
Thoughts of last night turned into dust
The overkill switch is my own luck
My lungs hurt and my head is sure
That it's not the same if you're
Gone
If you're gone
I want to know if you can stand
Up by yourself so I can choose
Which key I was to use
The sleep I was to gain with the
Benefit of having you in tune
Our faces stuck like glue