Gasoline
Feeling ok, least that's what I'd like to say
Just another busy day in the broken modern age
I should address all the venom in my chest
But I think I'm too depressed
So I guess it's back to bed
Do my best to compress
Oh mercy me, I've been drinking gasoline
Got to let the house burn down I need to go to sleep
Oh I believe I am just an effigy
Made of all the misery that loneliness can leave
Here to smoke while you poke at my seams
Am I alone? Feel it like a broken bone
I should probably check my phone
Left it on the dial tone
Should I believe what my friends, they say to me
You should go to therapy or at least reply to me
Do my best to compress
Oh mercy me, I've been drinking gasoline
Got to let the house burn down I need to go to sleep
Oh I believe I am just an effigy
Made of all the misery that loneliness can leave
Here to smoke while you poke at my seams
Mercy me, look and see
I'm a ghost
Hard to know where to go that's the joke
Maybe I live and die just to show
How I waste and erase any hope
Mercy me, I've been drinking gasoline
Got to let the house burn down I need to go to sleep
Oh I believe I am just an effigy
Made of all the misery that loneliness can leave
Here to smoke while you poke at my seams
Here to smoke while you poke at my seams
Just another busy day in the broken modern age
I should address all the venom in my chest
But I think I'm too depressed
So I guess it's back to bed
Do my best to compress
Oh mercy me, I've been drinking gasoline
Got to let the house burn down I need to go to sleep
Oh I believe I am just an effigy
Made of all the misery that loneliness can leave
Here to smoke while you poke at my seams
Am I alone? Feel it like a broken bone
I should probably check my phone
Left it on the dial tone
Should I believe what my friends, they say to me
You should go to therapy or at least reply to me
Do my best to compress
Oh mercy me, I've been drinking gasoline
Got to let the house burn down I need to go to sleep
Oh I believe I am just an effigy
Made of all the misery that loneliness can leave
Here to smoke while you poke at my seams
Mercy me, look and see
I'm a ghost
Hard to know where to go that's the joke
Maybe I live and die just to show
How I waste and erase any hope
Mercy me, I've been drinking gasoline
Got to let the house burn down I need to go to sleep
Oh I believe I am just an effigy
Made of all the misery that loneliness can leave
Here to smoke while you poke at my seams
Here to smoke while you poke at my seams
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Writer(s): Ed Harcourt, N. J. Martine
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