Holy Mess I Think Corduroy Is Making A Comeback
Can you hear me save a cancer on a microphone
Pay attention to the words til you all know where I'm from
50 cigarettes and my lungs feel right at home
A couple dozen drinks til your eyes get nice and toast
I don't know if it's the right time to sing about it
Take these words and fall away
When you wake up in the morning with your head on fire
Blood swells on the floor left in the mattress
You say you've got home you've got a fortress
In the arms of [?] holding you tight you know that you're alright
I don't know if it's the right time to sing about it
Take these words and fall away
