Don't even bother climbing out of the well That ain't no way to get out of the hell that you're in If you wanna see the back of it, girl You better start digging down with your pail of tin I got shat on by an eagle, baby Now I'm king of the neighborhood And it feels like I could Just peel the gym pants off a single mother But this run of good luck don't got me feeling all that good
And it hurts, and it hurts But I don't wanna talk about it 'Cause in my dreams, I miss you Then I wake up to reality's bliss Now all I ever wanted and all I ever needed is right here In the stranger's kiss
Don't bother flying when we jump off the cliff Make sure it's head first if you don't want to deal with what ifs I know you're wondering if you'll feel it again Just keep on digging it down with your pail of tin No shame in sleeping with the seagulls, baby This town's a tourist trap, it's no place to be living They made a meme out of my legacy, darling My hands are caught in the net and they're pale and thin
And it hurts, and it hurts Well I don't wanna talk about it 'Cause in my dreams, I miss you And I wake up to reality's bliss All I ever wanted and all I ever needed was right here In the stranger's kiss
Me and Roy, we got a pretty mean posse With a Down syndrome Jew from the real estate crew He keeps me busy with a shift now and then But it don't ever really stop me from thinking of you I know you're wondering why you wish you were dead And there's no solace in the fact that it's all in your head Try not to focus on the pain that you're in Just keep on digging down with your pail of tin
If it hurts, well it hurts But I don't wanna talk about it 'Cause in my dreams, I miss you And I wake up to reality's bliss All I ever wanted and all I ever needed is right here In the stranger's kiss
Cause in my dreams, I miss you And I'll just stick 'em right there in the bin Thought I needed buckets of gold But all I needed was a dirty little pail of tin
Compositor: Alexander Cameron (Stuttah) ECAD: Obra #17033889