Chasing Cars

My head is spinning
Like a bottle around this bar
I can't help but feel
Just like a dog chasing cars
You'll never catch but sometimes
You'll get caught under the spin-light
It leaves a mark
You choke out one last bark
And spill your guts into the dark of night

I'm feeling quite dizzy now
Swirling in a heap of sights and sounds
Where love is an empty feeling
And skin is only for peeling
Turn yourself in before you
Get yourself figured out

Growing up or going down
We used to laugh so loud

Well the world is spinning
Like a bottle in the universe
All the gods and all the frauds
Just sitting in a circle
With apocalypse pursed
Jesus Christ, I know what it's like
To be betrayed by a kiss
So when the bottle stops moving
It won't matter much to me who it's facing

Holy hell I'm dizzy now
It's always back and forth
From thorns to crowns
That make life a drug for dealing
And time a thief for stealing
Turn yourself in before it
Turns you inside out

Growing up or going down
My feet are still firm on the ground
But I feel so far away from them now

And the world is spinning
Like a bottle in the universe