Lyrics Sculpting With Fire - Atmosphere
I
think
I've
had
enough
to
drink
Just
give
me
one
more
drink
To
guarantee
that
I
stink
Smack
me
on
the
back
of
my
head
Go
tell
my
therapist
it's
time,
to
take
my
ass
to
bed
It's
all
graffiti
underneath
the
bridge
Like
if
it
wasn't
for
my
kids
I
wouldn't
need
to
exist
I'd
probably
live
in
the
back
seat
of
my
taxi
Get
my
meter
up
to
keep,
enough
To
buy
myself
some
happy
The
lonely
fisherman
Rockin'
with
the
seat
change,
karaoke'n
Nothin'
bot
a
cheap
thing
The
dystopian
obi-wan
kenobi
Fell
asleep
in
the
car
Outside
an
Ethiopian
bar
I
gotta
keep
my
third
eye,
on
the
first
prize
Ain't
the
type
to
break
the
ground
Just
to
let
the
dirt
fly
Tryin'
to
identify
the
shape
of
what's
to
come
Just
waitin'
'til
they
drag
those
lakes
through
the
guns
(There
ain't
nowhere
to
run)
It's
on
purpose
on
purpose
I
try
not
to
take
it
personal
I
don't
know
I
don't
know
I
don't-I
don't
know
but
I'm
tryin'
to
know
I'm
dyin'
to
know
Know!
This
could
be
the
last
song
I
that
I
ever
wrote
Only
Heaven
knows
I'm
like,
whatever
though
Everybody's
gotta
travel,
across
it
When
I
go
I
hope
I
go
From
supernatural
causes
Man
I'm
exhausted
It's
all
about
how
you
handle
your
losses
And
whether
or
not
you
recognize
that
you're
toxic
You're
a
product
to
put
in
the
prophecy
below
the
prophet
The
pirate
treasure's
always
buried
next
to
monsters
or
lava
The
promise
of
trauma
If
I
could
quote
a
late-century
philosopher
He
said
you
can
save
the
drama
for
your
mama
That's
why
I'm
focused
on
the
fire
The
circumstance
You're
not
entitled
to
a
second,
or
a
third
chance
I
think
I
could
feel
the
universe
expand
If
I
could
do
it
all
over
again
I'd
learn
to
dance
(So
many
other
realities
exist
simultaneously)
Wha-wha-wha-what
you
say?
She
said
it's
just
your
imagination
There's
no
such
thing
as
good
or
evil
It's
just
people
When
I
consider
every
thing
that
we've
lived
through
I
wish
that
I
could
find
the
strength
to
forgive
you
But
really
though,
I
love
you
Don't
even
know
ya
but
I
need
your
affection
Appreciate
ya
business
And
I
cherish
the
connection
That
enables
my
ability
to
visit
this
dimension
That's
a
whole
lot
of
smoke,
huh?
I
hope
that
it
was
worth
the
resources
you
smoked
up
Forced
to
open
in
this
stole-some
closure
It's
a
cold,
cold
world
when
you're
alone
in
your
corner
I
still
remember
how
to
shoplift
Don't
be
astonished
if
my
socks
fit
Let's
bring
it
back
to
the
original
topic
It's
a
graham-cracker,
marshmallow,
and
some
chocolate
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