drunk on bacardi and listening
to the voices that lie to you nightly,
make you frightened of everyone,
make you sorry for something.
you go home and spend your life alone with the stereo,
watching the late show; or force yourself
out in the night to meet your generation.
you feel like claymation in fluorescent light.
on our knees, we made it hard to see,
we made it hard to breathe and the air was thin
Submitted by OptimusPrime at Thu 14 Aug, 2003 11:07 pm
Author: Nada Surf
Composer: Nada Surf
Publisher: Elektra Entertainment Group, WEA International Inc., National Geographic Society
Published in: 2008
Language: English
Available on: Live in Brussels (2004), The Proximity Effect (1998), The Proximity Effect (reissue) (2000)
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