Absynthe Minded

Dead On My Feet


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Got to know, got to know
My genetic malignancy
The perfect night
I'm drunk consistently

I'm dead on my feet
No pattern in my wonderings
I wish I'd remembered to pack heat
It's a long walk home from here

Strange sounds surrounded me, drowned me
I sunk with open eyes
I dove into her mouth
I had to follow that sound

I'm dead on my feet
No pattern in my wonderings
I wish I'd remembered to pack heat
It's a long walk home from here

My world turns upside down
Every good night if I'm forthright
My eyes they pierce inside
Every good night I live the good life
My feet won't fail me now
Pushing rhythms in my head
My eyes are scanning eyes
I'm a stranger to myself

I don't mind being up all night
I stay close to the walls
I cross empty streets
And I see nothing's complete

I'm dead on my feet
No pattern in my wonderings
I wish I'd remembered to pack heat
It's a long walk home from here

My world turns upside down
Every good night if I'm forthright
My eyes they pierce inside
Every good night I live the good life
My feet won't fail me now
Pushing rhythms in my head
My eyes are scanning eyes
I'm a stranger to myself

Awaiting the first sound rage
When the morning arises
I've got nowhere to hide
I've got nothing to hide

I'm dead on my feet...