Well, we've been fucking hibernating
All these years, just stagnant, waiting
I watched you sleeping, wondering
Are you dreaming like me?

We can be safe from reality
If we haunt it while it sleeps
We can escape this quarantine
Rotting away our dreams
Rotting away

Buy a quart pass it back and forth
Rotting, rotting
Watch the sun go down in our little town
Rotting, rotting

You're so far from the street's sound
Imprisoned by your thoughts
Your crazy life is wearing thin
I'm waiting in the lost and found
Crooning on your front porch
On the outside looking in

Rotting, rotting, rotting away...

There's passion in the alleys tonight
You help me dread the morning light
There's inspiration for a wayward soul
And God I'm ready to let go
Let it all go

Buy a quart pass it back and forth
Rotting, rotting
Watch the sun go down in our little town
Rotting, rotting

You're so far from the street's sound
Imprisoned by your thoughts
Your crazy life is wearing thin
I'm waiting in the lost and found
Crooning on your front porch
On the outside looking in

Rotting, rotting, rotting away...


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