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Its a garbage truck hour, Im sleeping in the shower

Im feeling like Im waiting on a train

By the sounds from my bed I think somebodys bled

All over something someones keeping clean



I dont need anything, just make it bright

Then turn it low

You dont need more than me

You could live right there beneath the stairs

Ive done it, Ive said all I can, Ive reached the end

Now you must learn to bend

Bend to the floor, taste the core



Youre not going nowhere

Leave the money right there

I feel the arrow sticking in my ear

We owe so much we pawned

Now watch the power come undone

Im standing on my head to watch the day just drift away

This city always makes the same mistakes, asleep or awake



Im sick of waking up inside white balloons

Inside of blue balloons



New york air is sweet tonight

Theres no stars but thats all right

Im breathing



I feel you through your fear

Pull the arrow from my ear

Tonight well take a different way home

They say the fire burns but wont consume

But it does consume



Youre slick, you shoplift

Whats left of my brain

You havent changed

This city always makes the same mistakes,

Its just like me

It always breaks in two

Im sick of me for being sick of you

Well take a gypsy cab to heaven or hell

Time will tell

Its a garbage truck hour, Im sleeping in the shower

Im feeling like Im waiting on a train

By the sounds from my bed I think somebodys bled

All over something someones keeping clean



I dont need anything, just make it bright

Then turn it low

You dont need more than me

You could live right there beneath the stairs

Ive done it, Ive said all I can, Ive reached the end

Now you must learn to bend

Bend to the floor, taste the core



Youre not going nowhere

Leave the money right there

I feel the arrow sticking in my ear

We owe so much we pawned

Now watch the power come undone

Im standing on my head to watch the day just drift away

This city always makes the same mistakes, asleep or awake



Im sick of waking up inside white balloons

Inside of blue balloons



New york air is sweet tonight

Theres no stars but thats all right

Im breathing



I feel you through your fear

Pull the arrow from my ear

Tonight well take a different way home

They say the fire burns but wont consume

But it does consume



Youre slick, you shoplift

Whats left of my brain

You havent changed

This city always makes the same mistakes,

Its just like me

It always breaks in two

Im sick of me for being sick of you

Well take a gypsy cab to heaven or hell

Time will tell

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