I was feeling so tired Slept through the entire Party, I'm partly awake and asleep Still tasting the vomit I felt so fucking nauseous Passed out in the toilet Just for a couple seconds
Picking up the broken glass On the kitchen floor Looking at a photograph Of myself that I've never seen before
The door's cracked open Feel the draft coming in The wind blows me away Into some place I've never been But I think it's gonna shut As I'm sat here remembering My hands under the kitchen sink I feel the blood spilling in
Picking up the broken glass On the kitchen floor Looking at a photograph Of myself that I've never seen before
Culling myself into somebody now And the face on the back Of my head's turning round These days are just fading away And I want them to stay right here
