Paroles de A Boring Story
no more smiles and no more outrageapathy pervasive
emotions narcoleptic
no more smiles since fucking sunday
sinking feelings drinking
early stinking septic
stinking like a dream
spoken outside in outside voices
struck silent into shruddering
and cold ground padded noises
sucking myself up
a truth that i don't need
no faces smile no lips that frown
grey to neutral every synapse
stinking thoughts a pool of dinner
wipe my mouth and hope to die
this street is cold
early morning noises
this body reeling ugly
early morning choices
no more drinks til fucking noon
rotting teeth and gums
a blackening that sets in soon
and an all revealing smile
just falling down
won't make these hours turn around
i wish i could remember
what i'm trying to forget
sinking feelings drinking
early stinking septic
stinking like a dream
spoken outside in outside voices
struck silent into shruddering
and cold ground padded noises
sucking myself up
a truth that i don't need
no faces smile no lips that frown
grey to neutral every synapse
stinking thoughts a pool of dinner
wipe my mouth and hope to die
this street is cold
early morning noises
this body reeling ugly
early morning choices
no more drinks til fucking noon
rotting teeth and gums
a blackening that sets in soon
and an all revealing smile
just falling down
won't make these hours turn around
i wish i could remember
what i'm trying to forget