i woke up in a coma in someone else s way choked on the aroma of a world in decay thought i heard laughing as my knees hit the ground saw nothing but shadows racing all around hey one of these shadows come rescue me i need a little bit of darkness to protect me from the heat it s like looking for hay in a stack of hypodermics shooting up grey through the cracks in the yellow brick road and everywhere there s statues with their arms open wide surrounded by fences that you that you can t get inside sub normal people do supernatural things in a world full of demons with white feathered wings i feel like i m open hearted but it s a broken range we re on i know i m not the only one asking where have all the cowboys gone can t one of these cowboys come rescue me i need a little bit of rope n ride to keep me on my feet it s like looking for hay in a stack of hypodermics shooting up grey through the cracks in the yellow brick road and everywhere there s statues with their arms open wide surrounded by fences that you that you can t get inside face down on the hardwood floor in one more empty corridor i m all alone in these halls all is fair in love and war if i can t find an open door then i ll start taking out walls i m face down on the hardwood floor and not a soul with which to be if this craving s one to ignore then someone tell me what the fuck a soul is for i m looking for hay in a stack of hypodermics shooting up grey through the cracks in the yellow brick road and everywhere there s statues with their arms open wide surrounded by fences that you that you can t get inside that you can t get inside that you can t get inside
['acoustic pop']