
Date of issue: 07.11.2013
Song language: English
Deck Wine |
Today broke my balance worse than before |
My guts are out, they’re crawling on the floor |
Give them some help, they’re tired and poor |
And I can’t break whats more than habit, but second nature, it’s not my outfit, |
but how I live |
These hospital rooms knew us better than we knew ourselves |
Summer death, some are dead, watching from the bookshelves |
The town faded when the smoke quit movin' |
Lonely shapes who needed more than big things |
It’s autumn now so please forget me |
Let me explode, become minimal and disappear |
It got so pointless looking for family when no one’s here |
There’s nothing else left to believe |
Not even my TV screen |
You caught me alone, with tired homes, and withered |
Neighbors always getting younger |
Dying off, waiting for winter |