somewhere I'm not in a force ten gale
swimming in an oil slick
pulled out by the tide
broke over lines, tonadoes eye.
going out o fmy mind, bad fucking vibess.
somewhere I cant hear this noise.
wildlife dying somewher with sunshine.
poisoned or poor no sharp pains or lumps.
a rare species being wiped out scattered far and wide.
eyes open him confused at al oss.
avoiding your gaze were the voices stop.
lightning fuse.
power cut.
on black ice, under floorboards.
just keeping afloat.
somewhwer Im not
just keeping afloat.
fingers dead in the ice
skin burning
watching the growths.
somewhere I cant
just change sides
bumper to bumper
nose to tail
always in my face
tv ariels bendt double, ina force ten gale.
watching someopne elses lights on the gangplank.
ive lost my train of thought, it happens all the time.
dont kno how old iam, tumbling down.
dont recognize us, thinking the wrong thoughts.
shoulkd maybe grow up
somwhere I dont give a fuck.
somwhere Im not under breaking oaks.
pulling up asphalt pulling up rocks.
the roots dig up the road
a blobk of ice
not in a rash doing bad dance.
more rain,sticking rain.
there used to be a field, now thers a lake.
somewhere im not, sandbagging.
extended lyrics:
somewhere I'm not in a force ten gale swimming in an oil slick pulled out by the tide broke over lines, tonadoes eye. going out o fmy mind, bad fucking vibess. somewhere I cant hear this noise. wildlife dying somewher with sunshine. poisoned or poor no sharp pains or lumps. a rare species being wiped out scattered far and wide. eyes open him confused at al oss. avoiding your gaze were the voices stop. lightning fuse. power cut. on black ice, under floorboards. just keeping afloat. somewhwer Im not just keeping afloat. fingers dead in the ice skin burning watching the growths. somewhere I cant just change sides bumper to bumper nose to tail always in my face tv ariels bendt double, ina force ten gale. watching someopne elses lights on the gangplank. ive lost my train of thought, it happens all the time. dont kno how old iam, tumbling down. dont recognize us, thinking the wrong thoughts. shoulkd maybe grow up somwhere I dont give a fuck. somwhere Im not under breaking oaks. pulling up asphalt pulling up rocks. the roots dig up the road a blobk of ice not in a rash doing bad dance. more rain,sticking rain. there used to be a field, now thers a lake. somewhere im not, sandbagging.