Drugs from Burning Matches by The Cranky Skins

I WAS LOOKING INTO THE MIRROR
MY EYES BURNING OUT
NO WAY TO WIN YOU OVER
THAT’S WHAT THIS IS ABOUT

YOU CAN NEVER KNOW HOW MUCH TROUBLE YOU GET IN
AND AS I WATCHED THE CEILING I REMEMBERED THE SICK GRIN
NO ROOM FOR MY DUMB THOUGHTS
HARD WORK TO CONNECT THE DOTS

AND IT’S STARING AT ME SIDEWAYS
IT’S LURKING ON MY TONGUE
AND I LOCK MYSELF UP
I RUN INTO BEFORE
GRAB THE ALLIGATOR
TRY IT ON A SUNDAY
NEVERMIND THE COLOUR
I KNOW I AM TO BLAME

THE FIRECRACKERS ARE ALMOST GONE NOW
WHAT WOULD YOU SAY
IT’S ALMOST TIME FOR THE ARROW AND THE CAT
I CAN’T REMEMBER A THING

DON’T PUSH ME OVER
I’M NOT READY YET
GET YOURSELF A MOTHER
IT’S THE LAST CHANCE YOU GET

IT’S THE LAST CHANCE YOU GET

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