Asphalt -

The asphalt

Is leaning

On me, just like a mountain

The pressure is building

And I am, well I’m exhausted

I know

No one is trying

Well it’s not, it’s not a secret

Well I know

I know you know

There’s nowhere to go

I’m sleeping

In a basement

It’s cold and, well it’s undusted

The pictures are hanging

They’re on my walls like

Just like a guillotine

Well I know

I’m laying down here

Trying to think of nothing

Well I know

I know you know

There’s nowhere to go

Nowhere

Nowhere to go

Nowhere

Nowhere to go

Let’s go

Let’s go

Let’s go