Real Estate

Such a fool

I've been only running scared

I use my conscience as a way to get through

Well, all my friends

Were drifting in the glow of love lights and tangerine

All my fortunes came true

You know

I've got something on my mind these days

It's calling me this time

But I can't say it in front of you, so

Maybe I'm just not that kind

God only knows I've tried

I'm your feather made of stone

In the hat you had forgotten

You'll be swimming all alone

When it drags you to the bottom of the ocean floor

Flowing down

Three rows of fine wine and savories

Conversation, just get on my view

But I'm so tired

Of talking 'bout the price of real estate

You better head back down to where you came through

You know

I've got something on my mind these days

It's warning me this time

See, it don't mean much when you're alone, so

I guess I'm gonna take my time

A whistle and a whine

Feel the weight of something more

I'll tear it up in pieces

Till my hands are red and raw

Till it drags me to the bottom of the ocean floor