David Meulen Smoke & Incense
Smoke and incense
And crackling of lips
Just as the meds are wearing off
Something has to give
While part of us compels
To draw attention to the flaws
Fear we all going crazy
Losing understanding
Of the meaning in a maybe
Sand in the eyes
Reminding of a picture
Door to door, nine to five
Reminding of a day
And it's clear we started losing in the end
It's clear we started losing in the end
Nicotine stains
And empty bottles in the drains
Door to door, day to day
Stained yellow dress
Yesterday is changing
And tomorrows out the door
Coffee marks on walls
Can't help get the feeling
That you've been here before
Exceeding capability
Prow around wearing scars
Like statements of your power
Drowning in the now
Empty bottled happiness
Had fallen in an hour
Fallen out again
And it's clear we started losing in the end
It's clear we started losing in the end
Needing half a bottle
Just for getting through the day
It has to give, has to give
And it's clear we started losing
After all this time again
Spreading your corruption
Door to door, day to day
Door to door, day to day
