There´s a bottomless pit that we´ve been climbing from Just to get on level ground Shake your seasick legs around Dead of winter in a logo town
Signs of life are soft and flickering Need a bed to lay my body down Dead weight to carry down Some static is lulling me to sleep Hang your clothes on a chain link fence In a junkyard say Amen Your mouth is full of wordless hymns And run-on sentences
And they´re helpless and forgetting In the background holding nothing And they´re youthless and pretending With their bare hands holding nothing
There´s a million horses dragging down a monolith With these trademarks so bereaved Tied my leg to a barricade With a plastic hand grenade
They tried to turn emotion into noise Need a teleprompter for my life Need a pipeline to the night My body can´t get no relief And this life it goes by fast You´re treading water in the past Trying to re-animate something that you can´t understand