Meth Grad Songtext
von Chore

A lot of things I hadn′t done
Places I hadn't seen
But everything that I was afraid of
Was everything within my reach

I′d dream in the family home
A man standing out in the street
The madman coming to test me
The flawed augury of sleep

So close
No blame, no hope, no control
So I let it take me

It might be just me
Was the feeling in 2003
Calling, answering

The sky losing light
The voice sighs in my mind
"It's just a little money and time"
It's just another little piece of your life


The old scratch fixing to bleed
The kid drifts into the weeds
The heart bursts out pale gleam
A fistful of incomplete

It′s something indiscreet
All the children left alone with the sweets
My best stranger next to me
And the sun watching silently

But oh, some days
Everything seemed to go my way
And only one thought to torment me:
Running out

"Back to the surface, back to the surface.
The new you knows better, just close your eyes.
Ready for a lovely day.
A day of new beginnings and the image of the beautiful new you.
Back to the surface, back to the surface."

Repeat, rearrange

Can you picture me?
Face the lyric
A fucked up diary
Take my mask and breathe


If I could change
Repeat, rearrange
Any past exchange
Would I go back?
Would I change it?

"Be aware now that the sun is setting."