Rooms As Tombs Lyrics

Like any good elixir you don't do much

You lie in your impossible room, wasting luck

Sure you get up early, but what's the rush?

What is it with you and hallways?

I know you're both connected to your room

We keep on losing you in small ways

Are your thoughts so bad that your legs hurt too?

Oh what could we do?

Like any half a prophet would do, you just stay drunk

And sit and crank out a theory here or two that we'll debunk

And some misspelled whiskey's still in the trunk

What is it with you and hallways?

I know you're both connected to your room

We keep on losing you in small ways

Are your thoughts so bad that your legs hurt too?

Oh what could we do?