Future Kings Of Nowhere Emily
Emily wakes to the sound of her neighbor's alarm
It richochets off the empty walls of her rented room
The sun is a monster, dragging its tongue on her floor
Swallowing everything
'Til there is nowhere left to move
Another day crowds into her room
Emily sits on the floor of her kitchen and stares
Out of the window at November's red and dying leaves
The crowded kitchen sink and this dirty window pane
Provide the perfect frame
To watch the dirty world outside
Dead leaves and paper trash go blowing by
Emily lays all her pills on the table
So she can arrange them by color and shape
All of this medicine, all of the side effects
All of these doctors and still nothing's changed
What if my whole life's just like this?
Nothing gets better and everything's motionless
What if my whole life's just like this?
A flourescent hum that goes on and on and on and on
Emily tries to get up in the night and trips
Over a pile of work that she meant to do the week
before
How many days can you keep calling in sick and hope
No one will notice and decide to drop the axe on you
Keep it a secret, nobody sees that
Your world is crumbling
All of these moments are yours alone and
Your world is crumbling
What if my whole life's just like this?
Nothing gets better and everything's motionless
What if my whole life's just like this?
A flourescent hum that goes on and on and on and on
