Black Milk Waiting
I'm sleeping on the floor
Beside a cash machine that roars
Silly songs of getaways
I'm sleeping for a while
Dreaming of some stupid smile
Wandering across your face
And still I'm waiting for someone like you
I go begging in my cage
Between lunatics and a sage
Painting pictures on the bars
There's no need to stay in here
Still it's time to disappear
And the gate is left ajar
And still I'm waiting for someone like you
And I follow dirty signs
Circling round my mashed up mind
I'm boozing till I spill my brain
Hatred keeps me still alive
For I want nothing but survive
And to feel myself again
And still I'm waiting for someone like you
