I lost it, I don’t feel anything

(Why’d I have to go there?)

I lost it, I feel no sympathy

(Acting like I care)

I saw your picture, I feel holy

I lost it, I don’t feel anything

(Why’d I have to go there?)

I lost it, I feel no sympathy

(Acting like I care)

I lost it, I have no energy

I saw your picture, I feel holy

Can’t help but get lost in your sanctimony

Another night in the background

Feeling lost in the crowd

Calling heads, it always comes

Up tails

Another night in the background

My feet glued to the ground

All the loose ends I can’t

Tie up, or wrap my head around

I know it’s broken, I kinda feel the same

Can’t help but hope that

It would eventually change

From all the games that you play

And all the things that we say

Cleverly crafted and put into place

Trading cigarettes for stories

Irrevocable trust

Stagnant and stale

Caught me drowning in my own molasses

I’ve been down from the

Jump, but I can’t give it up

I found a home in this rust

I made a home in this mud

Sunbeams through blinds show

Dust

And I’m chasing Sundays like a dog in the road

Broken bones with nowhere to go

Nowhere to go

Nowhere