Bob Evans We're A Mess
Now we’re in trouble - the war without a reason
Flags lay in tatters - the end of huntin’ season
Outside the country is drying up and bleeding
I’m in my bedroom trying to fight the noise in my head
Cos I don’t wanna watch all that I love die
I don’t wanna burn through a hole in the sky
Hey kids, roll up for the new coming attraction
Killing each other will drive us to distraction
Fear casts a spell like an allergic reaction
I’m in my lounge room trying to make some sense of it
all
Cos I don’t wanna watch all that I love die
I don’t wanna burn through a hole in the sky
To feel a little more than just helplessness
Cos now we can agree on one thing
We’re a mess
It’s an S.O.S
Cos I don’t wanna watch all that I love die
I don’t wanna burn through a hole in the sky
Or wake up every day feeling this afraid
Of fessin’ up to every mistake that we made
I just wanna know what we’re living for
At least enough to die with my foot in the door
To feel a little more than just emptyness
Cos now we can agree on one thing
We’re a mess
It’s an S.O.S
