歌词
In this place I'm in
They're not welcoming
They serve smiles not grins
I don't think that they think
I'm handsome
And that's hard to handle
I would take a pill
When I were young
Not give a thought to what
I might become
A wolf or a portal
I'm calling
To no answer
I'm stalling
My departure
In this house
Men turn to dust
Their livers sewn
Till they bloom spots of rust
It's the worst harvest
Cut the cloth
Till the blood spills
And then take a glass
As your mouth fills
Pretend you don't notice
Time's constant passage
And the echo in your excuses
