MPG 144 Lyrics

It begins with the end

Here comes the curtain my old friend

Your numbers seem pretend

Words lingering around the bend

I've been living like a feral animal

After a while I could feel me fade away

Fit the generation brand of chemical

In the middle of a dream you heard me say

Each night when the sun is setting low

I feel the chatter in my bones start to rise

Pressure builds and it don't know where to go

I build a damn of stoned most every night

Forget the thread, don't wanna know

The further you go, it's harder to say

The fever will break one of these days, oh yea

I prefer the company of mongrels

Every morning when I try to find myself

After dark up on city cameras

I can tell you what I tell nobody else

It begins with the end

Here comes the curtain my old friend

Your numbers seem pretend

Words lingering around the bend

There's forces out there, that you don't wanna wake

There's forces out there, that you don't wanna wake