I don't like music Why can't I care? I lost the gold on my wrist Should send for it But it's gone, don't know where
In the 5th corner I see you Juggling with all your precious truths I'm hollow and blood thick Hush so you don't leave a nick on your lips
No heaven hideout No drop of grace, left inside of me I'll drink eat and die then Lest I meet poise, in all the noise I remember the smoke, the late sun I can tolerate, and all at once I hear them, the old songs A precious smell, fading out Then it's gone
I don't like music Why can't I care? I lost the gold on my wrist Should send for it But it's gone, don't know where
