Rails until the city sun

And the longest hallway on Valencia

Are screaming your name

Through a mess of sweat-soaked covers


And the bottles that you've been pissing in

Used to be filled with your medicine

But the signature on the prescription is your own


I want you to say that you understand

How it fell right through your shaking hands

It's making me sick


Hush now, don't say a word

Down that hall comes the end of my world

Screaming my name

Through a mess of sweat-soaked covers


And the shadows that you've been hiding in

They know all the names of your relatives

The signature on the will, it is your own


I want you to say that you understand

How it fell right through your shaking hands

It's making me sick


The engines idled in the tanks that day

The bombs were attatched to the wings of the plane

And I heard a sound


Instead of sinking in the bay

I thought of someone I could save

My arms hit the water past the disappearing shore

I was swimming my way to the liquor store


This is the cause, the root of my anger