Pickin' up berriesin January
working the system
in casual outfit
always repeating
always repeating that song

Now what if I lose
that musical spark
by living my life in the dark
in that same old part

Now can I crash into yer arms
and trigger all them false alarms
all day long
feels good so is it wrong?

Pickin' that blister
out of that finger
like decomposition
honestly waiting
for things that not ever
were meant to happen

Now what if I lose
that musical spark
by living my life in the dark

Now can I crash into yer arms
and trigger all them false alarms
all day long
feels good so is it wrong?

Sharpen those axes
of cynical leisure
(can I crash into yer...)
mayhem progressing
always remembering
forgetting the pleasures
(can I crash into yer...)
that we were having
now can I crash into yer warm?
Let me crash into yer warm

Now can I crash into yer arms
and trigger all them false alarms
all day long
feels good so is it wrong?

Can I crash into yer arms?