Fast asleep
The seat belt chokes me
In a dream in a greenroom
Talking to you
I don't believe my eyes
Don't tell me it's a no
Don't they love when you talk
When you speak in anger
Hold your arm as you walk
Crosshairs paint you
You rear back, take a swing
An earmarked reflex
Do you feel shame or in sync?
It slows down your heart rate
We're the only house on fire
We move then all goes quiet
I don't wanna know any more than this
I don't wanna know any more than this
Try to go in hiding (I don't wanna know)
You fool yourself
Then someone picks you out (any more than this)
In a photographic folded brochure (I don't wanna know)
In a ice cold lobby
Sounds picking up like a phonograph (any more than this)
I don't wanna call it like no one does (I don't wanna know)
There's nothing wrong with nerves (any more than this)
When your hands in the hearse
Audible fuck it (I don't wanna know)
Opens your bottle
Silence looks a lot like the autograph (any more than this)
Don't tell me it's a no
Don't tell me it's a no
Don't you love how it's dark now
Calm down by lights out
It's the South in a cold month
Or trash fires in April
Still you tell me it's a no
Tell me it's a no
The seat belt chokes me
In a dream in a greenroom
Talking to you
I don't believe my eyes
Don't tell me it's a no
Don't they love when you talk
When you speak in anger
Hold your arm as you walk
Crosshairs paint you
You rear back, take a swing
An earmarked reflex
Do you feel shame or in sync?
It slows down your heart rate
We're the only house on fire
We move then all goes quiet
I don't wanna know any more than this
I don't wanna know any more than this
Try to go in hiding (I don't wanna know)
You fool yourself
Then someone picks you out (any more than this)
In a photographic folded brochure (I don't wanna know)
In a ice cold lobby
Sounds picking up like a phonograph (any more than this)
I don't wanna call it like no one does (I don't wanna know)
There's nothing wrong with nerves (any more than this)
When your hands in the hearse
Audible fuck it (I don't wanna know)
Opens your bottle
Silence looks a lot like the autograph (any more than this)
Don't tell me it's a no
Don't tell me it's a no
Don't you love how it's dark now
Calm down by lights out
It's the South in a cold month
Or trash fires in April
Still you tell me it's a no
Tell me it's a no
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