Bottle (J. Hotrod Mix)

Now there's only time to drink your last bottle
And take the last train home
Time is in your face, put your cigarette out forever

I
(Staring at the walls)
Can't wait
(For the bomb to fall)

Or stand
(The room is getting small)

To see what's coming here
(Now it's curtain call)

Right now
(Crawling down the hall)
And now
(I can't stand it all)

The room is spinning round, yeah
Now in a dream you can sing to yourself
'Cuz no one else is around

Long forgotten hours
Say your good nights to everyone
And then you can return to Suburbia

I
(Thought I had it made)
Can't stand
(But it's been delayed)

Or face
(I'm not getting laid, this part I'm playing)

So
(I'll pretend I'm brave)
I'll sing
(Like I'm not depraved)

My song
(Promise to behave)

But no one hears what I'm saying, now, yeah
Now all alone, you can laugh with yourself
'Cuz everbody's up and gone

Time is your best friend, peel yourself up off the floor
And then you can return to never never land
I wish I had a friend, can't wait
(For the world to end)

Or stand
(Being here again)
To see what coming

Here
(Gonna talk to God)
Right now
(Maybe get a job)

And now
(But I'm still a slob)
The walls come tumbling down
Yeah, down, yeah, down, yeah, down, yeah