chickensandw1tch
lyricsDid you see it coming, that’s a badge upon your breastIt keeps you running with the in-betweenNotify the station it’s the hour of the jestSo empty out your pockets now it’s time that you be cleanThe yellows of the street are bleeding out againBleaching out the warnings of the darknessBut nobody’s speaking out where you don’t goOh, where you don’t goWith telephone lines distorting over youThe cracks in the pavement rose when you told them toThe sky was the lid, I was the full moonBut you let gravity push youCircling the park, a revolution in milesHow long must we walk as men to be gods?We come and go alone, oh it’s proved a bad, bad planYou should have told me I’d be born so softAll right you win I give in and surrender you what’s yoursNo white flags just open arms...Draw yourself a line and stand behind itBlurry-edged, your mind can still refine it