More Than I Could Chew

When a beige skull and bones sign

Painted our futures

To start the manic times

Prehistoric in my mind

Back when, we were dancing on the ceiling

I had never felt that feeling

Peaceful nights

At Dawson's Heights, enjoy the view

Funny how the city's so small from here

Funny how we grew into the world last year

Living I was dreaming now there's bits of broken ceiling

Bit off more than I could chew

Too much debris caused a withering circle

Riddling, definite and decadent choking

The four course sessions at night

Rushing from the Fox to The Rye

Guitar man playing Four Quarters every time

Me and Rossy jamming where the horse guards march

Wedding to a funeral fuck I hate this part

Starving on my birthday

To sulking with a cigarette time again

Waking up to rain

Up near abbey flyer way

Party all the time is a terrible disguise

Before we knew it summer set quick

Something didn't sit well, so he left

So I guess

Somethings missing in the mix and to make it worse there's

A hole in my chest not worth reasoning with

There's a

Hole in my chest not worth reasoning with

There's a hole in my head that won't listen to it

I relied on a high just to keep me sane

October crashing like a tidal wave

October crashing like a tidal wave

October crashing like a tide wave

Fences had me bleeding

On the 68 this evening

Watch the sunlight fade away

Too much debris caused a withering circle

Delicate

Devilish, corrosive dispensing

Trailing up to Viccy with a bag of change

Can you refund me for what it said on the coin display

Found some comfort in an ace of spades

She said you need it

She tells me time again

Time again

Had to get away I hit the beach I couldn't take it

My cousins had the same I think its something in our brains if

Money and the fame had had it's way I wouldn't change it

I'd probably die young or on the tracks of a station

You'd think there's something deeper but the worlds a desperate place

No matter what you see or what you do or where you came from

Crisis was bold it spoke so clearly in its clear crisp tone

No I haven't got no more

Patience vacant

Zoning in the dark

Newbury Park golden arches

Why'd ya think we're so wired

There's nothing in the city to do

There's nothing in the city to do

See I would never change it

See I would never change it

See I would never change it