Spinal Chords Lyrics

Pocket sun-spraying

Son, guitar-playing

I'm in love with being lonely

I've nothing to say

But that I'm a freak

Deaf and dumb and sick

Diving into the Bay at the Golden Gate

Playing on your nerves

With my spinal chords

Running picks over your neck and

Sounding hoarse

Galloping away

From the friends I've made

How could I tell them

That they're still inside my head

Always hungry, I'm becoming

Something I could never survive

Water reaches out on beaches

While I stand waiting on the ledge

Stuck in metal, fluorescent and fed up

Of being caught up in trappings of mind

It's all mental and no one has meant

Anything to me since 2009

Knee deep in windowsill

Ears full of daffodil

I'm not getting something

It's lifting and sighing

And breathing and dying

And wishing and sifting

Through sand, it's wriggling

Now comes the breaking of day

Now comes the breaking of day

Tidemarks'll appear on my face

When I'm washed up and drowned in the

Varicose sound that drains

And the most powerful weapon I have is my brain

And I'm killing it slowly with saporous drink

After drink after drink after drink after

Drink after drink after drink after

Bittersweet drink