Drip from Drip by Astronaut Husband
Tracklist
| 8. | Drip | 7:07 |
Lyrics
Nothing like the gloom
of a hotel room
sitting on the bed
holding on to a balloon
listening to the screams
on a spooky Halloween
waiting for a visit
from a loving queen
Just looking for some bliss
in a $20 kiss
anything at all
to feel her press upon my lips
But there's a sting
every time the doorbell rings
no one's there
this is not the real thing
*
Passing out hash
in the pumpkin patch
counting all the ghosts
of the Siamese cats
They follow me home
our ghostly roam
back to my head
where everything's alone
Looking for a thrill
in some $20 pills
choking down life
for another empty fill
I would trade my heaven
for a motorcycle ride
a little more time
with you
*
laying on the beach
of an empty sea
no tides to pull me
where I wanna be
no plans
just picking up sand
watching time
as it slips through my hands
Nothing like a slit
to know that you exist
give a little life
to die a little bit
counting all the drips
falling from my wrists
just a little more
to keep my tryst
*
there's one thing that I've learned
from all the time I've burned
“for a life,
there's nothing in return”
