slinking through the back streets on the dark side of the daylight trying to find somewhere to rewind floating through this dull heat on the black side of the red lights trying to do something right when i see you down there on the ground i just can't help but kick you 'round but it don't feel like it did before guess i was just born to get bored plotting in this penthouse or jogging in the deep south trying to find my way to the sun i spent all last night trying to reinvent my past lives i guess what's done is done when i see you down there on the ground i just can't help but kick you 'round but it don't feel like it did before guess i was just born to get bored

feel like a power broker hopelessly selling dope to the local low key smokers for a dime sloshing past the streetlights shining 'cross the riverside i never find a centre that's defined i lie out where the puddles die petrified to mention my temperamental tensions and desires you lie awake and try to stake the middle ground between the little sounds that meekly mutter all across the wires throw me under the bus i'm headed home on pick me up by these bootstraps drag me along coz i've been waiting for trouble oh for too long i've been waiting for trouble to get me alone floating around the gallery spirits are infallibly calling me to carry on these flights the imaginary gallantry of puppets waiting statically to pull no punches puncturing these tires flattened on the tarmac he started making passes taking to task the vastness of these lives i know that it's a silly thing to willingly reveal the strings but it's a thrillingly exhilarating ride throw me under the bus i'm headed home on pick me up by these bootstraps drag me along coz i've been waiting for trouble lord for too long i've been waiting for trouble to get me along tell me who to get to know who to throw a bone who to watch the throne who to get alone a lone unknown now my cover's blown guess i should've known guess i should've known throw me under the bus i'm headed home on pick me up by these bootstraps drag me along coz i've been waiting for trouble oh for too long i've been waiting for trouble to leave me alone

guess i just assumed assumed you'd've known everything you said lead me to think so look how we've grown at these seeds we've sown every garden bed overrun it's hard to look away hard to look away we're going away after i said i wouldn't stray down to Kangaroo Island or mexico bay hope this suitcase keeps my head above the waves said we wouldn't play not much more to say this town is growing grey the path is going grey the commander of my tongue sometimes he sings along but he gets the words wrong he gets the words wrong the commander of my tongue been gone so goddamn long fear he's never coming home he's never coming home we're saving days inside a pillowcase hope it's not too late to catch the train cause i know the wait'll drive me insane any longer wait will send me to my grave older paths we take swear it was just a taste packed my case and left my home oh i just needed to get gone circling around the globe tightening my stranglehold I’m bought and sold worried i've done fucked it up left no where else to go worried i've been wandering too long just to be stumbling home fully grown older paths we take these things wash away hair is going grey it's hard to look away swear it was just a taste swear it was just a taste

you missed the floor show babe hanging bodies on the walls the high priestess gave a speech on how to drop the ball the ceiling's rusted through now there're bodies 'cross the floor it's too late at night to start another war he's got me running round in circles again tells me when and where to act how to pretend i'm trying to be an eloquent man but this devil on my back has the heaviest wings i miss the boredom babe miss the sorrow and the joy life's no fun at all now that i'm gainfully employed he's got me running round in circles again tells me when and where to act how to pretend i'm trying to be an eloquent man but this devil on my back has the heaviest wings

got these holes in our hearts as naked as the sea so we're breeding tiny puppets that look like you and me we're laying in the sand trying so hard to breathe flopping ancient fish swallowed by the deep a tiny little dinosaur was growing in that tomb now it's crawling outta there maybe a little too soon screaming obscenities still echo through my brain kinda glad that i won't ever have to do the same then my water broke, no joke and i was torn away away from her away from you as she screamed into this day just a notion of boredom got some facial distortion and this smothering crown the feeling of forward it's hard to ignore it the feeling of time dragging us down trying to feel so important and it seems like you bought it coz i'm getting hard to see so concerned with the sacred no wonder you fake it that shit's so hard to believe faceless in the courtyard like devils on retreat pregnant with ambition their bodies ooze deceit concrete eats their flesh and sunlight burns their brains decomposing midgets cut off from the mains yeah they're trying to break the strings trying to break free feel so goddamn lucky that their eyes can finally see but i can't help thinking maybe they're twigs snapping off this tree falling to the pavement delicate and weak you said its getting hard to cope sometimes i feel the same feeling like you've lost all hope coz you've got no one to blame just notions of boredom got some facial distortion and this smothering crown the feeling of forward it's hard to ignore it the feeling of time dragging us down trying to feel so important and it seems like we bought it coz i'm getting hard to see so concerned with the sacred no wonder we fake it this shit's so hard to believe keep the blood in my brain for old times' sake make the moon my plate and never wake tried to dust the scratches off of this day they're still there when i turn and look again the feeling of forward it's hard to ignore it the feeling of time dragging us down so concerned with the sacred no wonder we fake it but it's almost over now