From the recording Tourist
Lyrics
You could fit the whole moon
In your mouth
And you could chew it up
Eyes like dinner plates
Popping out
You put 'em through enough
They stood there shivering
In the dark
Naked as a bone
They watched you struggling
To form a thought
You're empty as a tomb
The madness you adore
Left your babies on the porch
I’ve had it, i wanna go home
Is this real life?
Is this real life?
We couldn't be farther from dawn
Is this real life?
Is this real life?
You're a nest of hornets
In a burning house
Of methamphetamines
We will wrap your children
All hollowed out
In hospital sheets
I’ve had it, i wanna go home
Is this real life?
Is this real life?
We couldn't be farther from dawn
Is this real life?
Is this real life?