paroles de chanson The Void and Me - James Linck

Big world
Small Role
Lining up the light with the bar code
Signing on the line when the bar close
Trying not to feel alarmed when the bills fill up the box
Keep my sickles pop
See the reaper trying to cop
Pull the reefer from the sleeve
The void and me

In a little room with the bright screen
The void and me
In a little room with the bright screen
The void is always there and I can see
It's staring back at me
Why am I always staring
I guess it's just the void and me

Can't see
The white keys
The checks where they're etched on the Nikes
The stripes in the night standing in threes
The clouds in the air, the walls bare
They're barely even there
Hell's hot
Dog days
I can feel the bite before the barking
I keep waking up before the clock sings
Trying not to feel alarmed at the voices in my head
I swear they want me dead
Don't want to check my messages
All these songs seem incomplete
The void and me

In a little room with the bright screen
The void and me
In a little room with the bright screen
The void is always there and I can see
It's staring back at me
Why am I always staring
I guess it's just the void and me
In a little room with the bright screen
In a little room with the bright screen
In a little room with the bright screen
In a little room with the bright screen