Red Animal War The Disappearing Act
there must be red paint on the walls because i've cussed
you out again the fire behind your eyes burns in your
fingers and i felt the warmth on my face there had to be
poison in the water when i told you to go to hell this
city has had its way with you for the last time baby and
i heard from a friend through a friend that you're losing
your mind again but you're not here and i'm screaming at
a blank wall do i deserve these ghost legs just like a
soldier they're my spoils of war and i'll write as many
songs as i want to about what i've done where i've been
who i've loved and what i've been through all that i've
been through there's something peculiar about the weather
it's fall all year 'round here because you're making and
breaking and staking and faking your claims so much for
the disappearing act do i deserve these ghost legs just
like a soldier they're my spoils of war you know it we
blew it you're giving up i'm giving out erasing replacing
my ghost legs are feeling numb
