Behind The Next Door Lyrics by Major Parkinson
You drink too much
But you can’t ease the tension
Music Lyrics Source
You drink too much
But you can’t ease the tension
〈Jon:〉
This is what we do with boys like you
Who am I to know
Animal for sure
Howling from the heathers in the gloomy mire
Clammy and slender paths
Emily’s watching television every night and day
Waiting for someone to save her from herself
In heaven everyone loves you
In heaven nobody knows you
What is the color of your imagination?
What is the substance of your jilted soul?
Listen to the heart of the factory pumping
Liquified waste of production