Life & Times The Lucid Dream
Shout until my throat just scrapes
Bash my head against the wall
Pull my fingernails right out
Cast my troubles out to sea
In the sticks and the stones
Rows of well-lighted homes
Pass the places we've lived
Throw my body down these stairs
Waterboard myself to sleep
Never want to be denied
Made a letterbomb to myself
In the sticks and the stones
Rows of well-lighted homes
Pass the places we've lived
Pull my fingernails right out
Cast my troubles out to sea
In the sticks and the stones
Rows of well-lighted homes
