decay

Say I'm leaving

Yes, I mean it

I done did what I could do

I might flee and

Try out being

Someone you would never choose

Oh, soft peel

I'll sift

I'll run

Hold me still

I'll fight

I'll cry

I'll hum

A young man making his money

An '82 Chevy with a V8

Nothing makes sense and it's funny

Everybody here is gonna decay

The priests and the aliens fear you

Everyone knows where to go now

It seems I got a hole in my chest

I gotta learn how to clean things

And I gotta learn how to rest

Don't go

Tell me who's in charge here

Where's the boss?

I'm pleading

I ain't doing nothing until she and I start speaking

Whisper in my good ear

So I can't hear them leaving

Baby, all this touching feeling

Got me overthinking

And I don't care who did it

I just need an answer

Tonight I found my shit all 'cross the floor

Asking for ransom

Says I don't give a damn, son

You got a grudge

And you always will have one

Who made you angry but me and your actions

A young man making his money

An '82 Chevy with a V8

Nothing makes sense and it's funny

Everybody here is gonna decay

The priests and the aliens fear you

Everyone knows where to go now

I got a hole in my chest

I gotta learn how to clean things

And I gotta learn how to rest