The Calming Collection - The Flatliners

Collect your head, collect yourself, collect your severance

What on earth will you tell the wife and kids?

You pace the hallway until your paranoia peels off your feet

We’re only flesh and bone

In disbelief you’ll see so clearly

Burn all your clothes and all your photographs

And embrace the concrete

You’ll never feel it coming

I’ll see you there

On the hinge of your life decision

Are we going nowhere til we’re gone?

Shaking in our great collapse

We are the calming collection

Just breathe in and out with me

Can we escape without the effigies?

Penniless isn’t worthlessness

So just for now spare your tears of your empty pockets