"A Killer Snout"
We laugh about
it as we sit here drinking
A Dirty shell
is just as well
as somewhere else for thinking
The future and I
sit face to face
Maudlin roles
In a cheerful place
So just for now I'll ignore that I'm sinking
Where will you go?
What will you do?
Questions we both answer
Those words are just
A wanderlust
Reality's a cancer
So much we know
We don't wanna hear
So let's empty that
pitcher of beer
And I'll sit here, as carefree as a dancer
Paranoia's
got a hold on me
but how long can I shield myself
from what I don't wanna see?
But at least our drunken faces
are resonating in the light,
and at least some of us
will be warm, tonight.
It's closing time
And so we climb
Out of our pit of mercy
If we can't sit
well, this is it
Shake hands, bow, or curtsy
Our time in this place
seems so inane
but as I walk to the bus
in the pouring rain
My fear returns and naturally, it hurts me
Paranoia's
got a hold on me
but how long can I shield myself
from what I don't wanna see?
But at least our drunken faces
are resonating in the light,
and at least some of us
will be warm, tonight.
At least all of us
got home alright
But it's gonna take more than that
to be warm, tonight.
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