Galaxies

All we ever seem to talk about
Is puking our guts out
All we ever seem to talk about
Is puking our guts out
Terrible rap and
Who got caught with the lights out
Were you caught with the lights out?
I can’t stand this healthy stuff, anymore
I wish it was warm, I wish I was warm
Keeping us out of it
Clean hands of the innocent
Taking stabs at the innocent
Washing my hands in the blood of it
Sniffing the fumes in the face of your lie
Moving away from me
Running away from me
Gripping the edge of things, running away from me
Moving away from me
Running away from me
Gripping the edge of things, running away from me