Jasper Sloan Yip Athens
There's a hole in my heart
And a pain in my side
And a reality
From which I cannot hide
It sneers and it snarls
And it laughs in my face
It says: "You've got a limp, boy, and this is a race."
So I count up my money, the change I've got left
It's enough to get drunk and buy more cigarettes
But these coins in my pocket, they rattle like bells
Giving sound to the worst feeling I've ever felt
I just want to stop, I need to break down
But my feet keep on moving me over the ground
So I roll up a cigarette and open a drink
I am too sad to talk and I don't want to think
My mind's like a fan
That's been caught in the wind
Yeah, once it gets going, it just spins and it spins
But my thoughts they just hang like the fruit on a tree
But they're either un-ripe or too rotten to eat
So they fall to the ground
And they all rot away
And I know that I too
Will submit to decay
I feel nothing for love, and nothing for lust
I feel nothing but this overwhelming disgust
I feel nothing for you, and nothing for us
I feel nothing but this overwhelming disgust
I had that same dream again
Oh, it drives me insane
It's the one where you run from someone till you wake
Had the same dream again
Oh, it drives me insane
It's the one where you run from someone till you wake
So I'll sweat in my sheets
Until the morning light bleeds
Through the window I closed
To drown out the street
But the sound of your voice
Cuts through all of the noise in my head
