Work - Club Night

Every hair pricked up on his head

With an ever shaping precision

What was more than an epilogue

Backed by gilded harps

I feverishly follow

Every word you said to me

But you’re all I wanted

Strike to stone and watch the sparks fly out

I’m a spindle thinning

You beat against the wall

Until the skin is worn down to the knuckle

A defeated frozen glare slanted on the horizon

Wishing you were clairvoyant and all powerful

A huddled rambling mess of sorts

That last week above me

Through the floor boards

I hear you choking

With age you gave me hope

To just keep moving forward

While a shred pierced through you

Running a muck it feels strange

To just grit my teeth

While ignoring the anger

Steady grab my arm

I’ll shoulder it all

A huddled rambling mess of sorts

That last week above me

Through the floor boards

I hear you choking

I consoled my mother

Nothing here that mattered

Counted every goddamn minute

I need you closer

Sunlight is fading

I’ll drive you drink

We’re hungover again

This life is porno

What do we care for

I need direction

Look at the true me

I need a real win

Self deprecating frailty

No wait i like me

Flatline the haters

My heart is breaking

You’re high all of the time

Please believe in me

Time for a new dream

This is an old song

This is all i know