Nominative Was the Case They Gave Me - Wow, Owls!

Climate control, climate control

I want to feel warm again

Climate control, pain down on me

The misery I love to heed

Climate control, climate control

I want to feel warm again

Climate control, pain down on me

The misery I love to heed

Chemical imbalance children

Are convictions

Using training wheels to hold us up

To hold us up below sea level

We’re just chemical reactions, we’re just chemical reactions

Oregon Hill is a map of old friends

And acquaintances

That I use to guide my way

Puppy dogs, tag team, tall tales

To each other marching

On into the distance

Singing that song we know so well

Hand in hand, cheek to cheek

You can hear them screaming

Make them believe me, we are the townies

What if all the fireflies were poisonous?

We’d take cover every summer

Just to retreat into our homes

We’ll think about, think about, I forgot

We’ll think about, think about, I forgot

What was it like to go outside in the summertime?

This town is a retirement home

This town is a retirement home

To say that we’re safe

Is an overstatement of the way things seem

To say that we’re safe

Is an overstatement of the way things seem

Pull back the skin, where I love to dig

Remove the marrow, the bones become hollow

Pull back the skin, remove the marrow

And I’ll wipe this liposuction from my hands

Climate control, climate control

I want to feel warm again

Climate control, pain down on me

The misery I love to heed

There will always be a celibration to drink to

That we create ourselves

This hole is a hive

This hole is a hive

This hole is a hive

Laced with honey

Still stings on the inside