IRC-Galleria

You keep me waiting
You keep me alone in a
room full of friends
You keep me hating
You keep me listening to
the Bends

No amount of pointless
days
Can make this go away

You have me on my knees
You have me listless and
deranged
You have me in your pocket
You have me distant and
estranged

No narcotics in my brain
Can make this go away

I'm sorry that, I'm sorry
that I'm not like you
I worry that I don't act
the way you'd like me to

You find me wanting
You find me bloodless but
inspired
You find me out
You find me hallucinating
fire

No narcotics in my brain
Can make this go away

Have we ever been here
before?
Running headlong at the
floor
Leave me dreaming on a
railway track
Wrap me up and send me
back