Hanger-On

The days are getting long As if the earth was turning slow Nothing to focus on Nothing to make my mind wander Nothing to make my mind wander The walls are painted red And I can hear them speak in tongues They say that you're my soul They say that you're my breaking mental state I don't think I can unsee your face Don't let this be in vein No, please don't let this be in vein Machines got broken up Scrapped out before the buyers knew Cast out like daily trash Got cast out like crumpled paper Got cast out like crumpled paper Smash up the windows And tear apart the broken walls This road is taking me Somewhere that's completely polarized You're looking past the whole Your innocence has made you blind Yeah, who do you even think you are Yeah, who do you even think you are Well, I'll hunt you down just like a hawk Before I feed you to the hounds Fresh cuts open on both sides That feed on us from the inside You know I'll be smiling You know I'll be smiling Days and nights spent in your trunk With a fire cracker in my pocket Keep your friends all from my eyes Make an offering to the flies In the end you will be mine In the end you will be mine