Made it out on a Monday
Saved enough for a seat in the back
She said I look like a junkie
Ain't that so
So we walk through the desert
Tailored up for a date in the sand
But there's my girl wearing leather
I blame myself
Lately I've been finding the holes that let in the facts
Cause we're giving them what they want
I am defeated
A mile, a way out
Now just giving them what they want
I am defeated
A mile, a way out
Lately I've been finding the holes that let in the facts
With amethyst and clover, the hull is aiming for land
It's coming up
So I'm watching my shadow
I set it up for a knife in the back
Next stop Colorado
Aimless soul
