[Verse 1]
Well I ate my breakfast from an amber vial
That’s a lie, I’ve been off the stuff for quite awhile
It’s just the empty husk I live in became francophile
But at least I haven’t craved some brains in quite awhile
[Verse 2]
I hope the metaphor came through there, I hope I’m not obtuse
It’s just she called me it so often that I thought it might be true
I’m not the zombie that I was then, at least that’s the case for now
But I’ll consider it so often when my thoughts conjure up sounds
[Chorus]
Of locked doors and empty rooms
Of cigarettes and perfume
I’ll keep pretending I’m alright so she can finally get some sleep tonight
[Verse 3]
Well I ate second breakfast like a Tolkien novel
Filled my lungs with some pipe-weed in my hobbit hovel
Close the blinds and tried to calm myself, put a lid on the bottle
Try to keep my blood from boiling over, it’s hard to swallow
[Bridge]
When my tongue is tied so hopelessly
In a self-fulfilling prophecy
Spouting clichés endlessly
And rhyming with impunity
When my brain is working too fast, for my tongue to keep its pace
And the bleeding in my ears makes me claw out my numbing face
When my nails break in my skin, and the stars are left in my vision
A stock of sounds darts in and out, and the taste of blood fills my mouth
[?]
Like a static through the fog
And I fear I’ll never love again, [?]
But I’ve got some hope that with some luck
And a few more empty coffee cups
And a mound of cigarette butts that the melting men won’t get us
[?]
The spiders in my skin keep whispering that no one loves me
But I’ve got some hope that with some luck
And a few more empty coffee cups
And a mound of cigarette butts that the melting men won’t get us
[Chorus]
Behind locked doors and empty rooms
Her cigarettes and perfume
I’ll keep pretending I’m alright
So she can finally get some sleep tonight
Locked doors and empty rooms
Her cigarettes and perfume
I’ll keep pretending I’m alright
So she can finally get some sleep tonight
Locked doors and empty rooms
Her cigarettes and perfume
I’ll keep pretending I’m alright
So she can finally get some sleep tonight
Well I ate my breakfast from an amber vial
That’s a lie, I’ve been off the stuff for quite awhile
It’s just the empty husk I live in became francophile
But at least I haven’t craved some brains in quite awhile
[Verse 2]
I hope the metaphor came through there, I hope I’m not obtuse
It’s just she called me it so often that I thought it might be true
I’m not the zombie that I was then, at least that’s the case for now
But I’ll consider it so often when my thoughts conjure up sounds
[Chorus]
Of locked doors and empty rooms
Of cigarettes and perfume
I’ll keep pretending I’m alright so she can finally get some sleep tonight
[Verse 3]
Well I ate second breakfast like a Tolkien novel
Filled my lungs with some pipe-weed in my hobbit hovel
Close the blinds and tried to calm myself, put a lid on the bottle
Try to keep my blood from boiling over, it’s hard to swallow
[Bridge]
When my tongue is tied so hopelessly
In a self-fulfilling prophecy
Spouting clichés endlessly
And rhyming with impunity
When my brain is working too fast, for my tongue to keep its pace
And the bleeding in my ears makes me claw out my numbing face
When my nails break in my skin, and the stars are left in my vision
A stock of sounds darts in and out, and the taste of blood fills my mouth
[?]
Like a static through the fog
And I fear I’ll never love again, [?]
But I’ve got some hope that with some luck
And a few more empty coffee cups
And a mound of cigarette butts that the melting men won’t get us
[?]
The spiders in my skin keep whispering that no one loves me
But I’ve got some hope that with some luck
And a few more empty coffee cups
And a mound of cigarette butts that the melting men won’t get us
[Chorus]
Behind locked doors and empty rooms
Her cigarettes and perfume
I’ll keep pretending I’m alright
So she can finally get some sleep tonight
Locked doors and empty rooms
Her cigarettes and perfume
I’ll keep pretending I’m alright
So she can finally get some sleep tonight
Locked doors and empty rooms
Her cigarettes and perfume
I’ll keep pretending I’m alright
So she can finally get some sleep tonight
( Zack Tharp )
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