would it be a pain if i left you behind you d forget my face in time i ll be reborn in the peaceful pill and the rye could stop the weight pushing gold through my eyes at least i m under the table with you at least i m under the table with you i m on the floor and i m soaked in wine the same red you spilled when your grandfather died would it be a pain if i stood there by his side i love you but is this okay may i end here and that be alright at least i m under the table with you at least i m under the table with you at least i m under the table with you at least i m under the table with you at least i m under the table at least i m under the table slow going gray and forgetting what i meant yes i know i ve fallen down again but at least i m under the table with you at least i m under the table with you
['bubblegrunge', 'indie punk']