Soft Bomb Salad
Inside of a moment shines the wet unbelievable
Beside every problem there's a rat
Under siege and broken
With all the right drugs
in time, in depth, in present tense
I'm cold and awful, yes I know
Uptight, intent
On making sense
We are who we are
instead of a motion there's a rest
Unachievable
Because in a cold wind there's a laugh
Underneath, unspoken
In all the right tongues
in time, in depth, in present tense
I'm cold and awful, yes I know
Uptight, intent
On making sense
We are who we are
In mind and breath
In my own head
I'm so unpopular, I know
In life and death
And second chance
We are who we are
and half along
Were slaughtered in song
When left alone
We were unsafe
When all is done
To be honestly numb
Is all I can be
Lying here
Awake
a mild psychosis holds my hand
Underneath it all
A kind of ferocious old regret
On its knees and groping
For just the right gun
