Deeper

Dust of your flat
Red walls and weed reek
Red wine in the carpet
Like clots
Silver outside and the boys at the chip shop
They all come down
Trying to get in girls
Put themselves inside them
I think they just need a holiday

I want you to know
You are the chemical that sme awake

Westerbeech
To be someone
Good place to be
Get close to me

Step off the plane
The sun that greets me
Will never wither away
Your face is all dropped and the boy's looking lonely
In with all these people
Well that's a thing
I've never even been on holiday
He says
Let alone spent another night, with another girl
The penny's in my throat and the penny's dropped
Bosh bosh bosh
Life and death of a cigarette
Another gone
Another soon

Westerbeech (not falling on down)
To be someone (not hitting the ground)
Good place to be (relapse up town)
Get close to me (decided now)

I want you to know
You are the chemical that sme awake

Comedown's the same no matter the country
Headache's a headache
Gut's a gut
All that's different is that you're not here
But
Rally myself
For tonight's last dance