Testo Kitchen Sink - B. Dolan
Testo della canzone Kitchen Sink (B. Dolan), tratta dall'album We Show Up (Live Recordings 2013-2015)
Moving photos of ghosts
Projected against the chemical smoke
That closes all around me
A taste bitter as paint thinner
Switch the sound off
Breathe, have relief they haven't found me
Slouched over my desk with my head pressing the keys
Or sitting up in bed to see reflected by the screen
Blood pounding in my temple
Remote control by the feet
Fingers slip between the blinds
What do I see outside?
Vampires, pedophiles, secret police
Threat levels elevated for weeks
Feel my blood pressure peak
I snap the blinds shut
Heart beating in the darkness
I'm eating from the box
Half-conscious, half-life
Full of sad nights spent
Rerunning my favorite programs over again
Light glowing on my skin
I show no emotion
And sink into the sofa like a city sinking into the ocean
Sinking into the sofa like a city
Sinking into the
A city sinking into the
A city sinking
Is the kitchen in the house?
You say the kitchen's in the house
Is the bedroom in the house?
Is the living room in the house?
Is the closet in the house?
Check me out
Lead paint peeling, spreading stains on the ceiling
Revealing rust, dust, roaches and rats
They make a killing
The smell of death is filling what remains of the building
Fifty-three square feet
My cipher complete
Whether drooling on my pillow
Or laid out on my sheets
I keep falling
The TV keeps me falling asleep
The world is mine in my dreams
See myself selling myself to myself
Feel like yelling, cry for help 'til I'm held
Safe in the arms of my own body
Shut in
Nobody knocks on my door
Nobody comes in
I am sure my existence is a topic of discussion
Wonder what the fuck'll be left of the mess I come in
When they take a wrecking ball to my bedroom wall
I'ma show it all
I'ma show 'em something beautiful
Come on
Is the kitchen in the house?
Is the bedroom in the house?
Is the closet in the house?
Is the living room in the house?
Now throw your hands in the air
And wave 'em like the end is near
And if you're terrified by what's outside
For fuck's sake, don't go out there
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Writer(s): Brendon Whitney, Bernard Dolan
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