Stumble
In limbo, at the apogee
Sitting at the point of no return
Unaffected by gravity
Opposing forces balanced
And I know, where I need to go
I should resist bad choices
Go home or go for the gusto
So bring on the dancing horses as I
Stumble, I'm so stupid
Drink this liquid, down another shot and
Stumble, through the city
Pretty vacant, dissonant and shouting out
This is not me, on any other day
You'll find I'm mild mannered but
There's a fly in the ointment
There's a spanner in this machine
With a drink I'm all and nothing
I go from zero to a
Zombie, a ten pint hero
I think I can fly, but really I just
Stumble, I'm so stupid
Drink this liquid, down another shot and
Stumble, through the city
Pretty vacant, dissonant and shouting out
I don't know, when it's time to go
I try to stay inside the zone
Get the taste on my tongue, and I
Know that it's wrong, that it won't be too long 'til
I'm dancing to a different beat as I
Head for the heat on recalcitrant feet
The lights are on, but nobody's in, I'm a
Ghost in a shell that is doing It's own thing
Stumble, I'm so stupid
Drink this liquid, down another shot and
Stumble, through the city
Pretty vacant, dissonant and shouting
Out of place out of time, out of sight out of mind
Out of luck out of line, out of options as I
Stumble, through the city
Pretty vacant, dissonant and shouting out
Sitting at the point of no return
Unaffected by gravity
Opposing forces balanced
And I know, where I need to go
I should resist bad choices
Go home or go for the gusto
So bring on the dancing horses as I
Stumble, I'm so stupid
Drink this liquid, down another shot and
Stumble, through the city
Pretty vacant, dissonant and shouting out
This is not me, on any other day
You'll find I'm mild mannered but
There's a fly in the ointment
There's a spanner in this machine
With a drink I'm all and nothing
I go from zero to a
Zombie, a ten pint hero
I think I can fly, but really I just
Stumble, I'm so stupid
Drink this liquid, down another shot and
Stumble, through the city
Pretty vacant, dissonant and shouting out
I don't know, when it's time to go
I try to stay inside the zone
Get the taste on my tongue, and I
Know that it's wrong, that it won't be too long 'til
I'm dancing to a different beat as I
Head for the heat on recalcitrant feet
The lights are on, but nobody's in, I'm a
Ghost in a shell that is doing It's own thing
Stumble, I'm so stupid
Drink this liquid, down another shot and
Stumble, through the city
Pretty vacant, dissonant and shouting
Out of place out of time, out of sight out of mind
Out of luck out of line, out of options as I
Stumble, through the city
Pretty vacant, dissonant and shouting out
Credits
Writer(s): Dave Greaves
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