Icicle Pyramid Songtext
von Dryjacket

Everyone is asleep
I′m delivering the news to them
At 4:00 A.M. seven days a week
6:00 A.M. rolls around as I leave the town
It's a pyramid and I only fit at the bottom of it
Just like a damp cloth hidden beneath the sink
You keep me in the dark until it′s convenient
Everyone is awake
Go about their day with the photographs
As they smile and laugh I don't understand
Just as a damp cloth trying its best to retain
I do more harm than good ring me out again
And again
And again And again
I don't know how long that this can go on
Well, I don′t think it′s worth it
Just give our lives to work isn't really working
Furthermore, how can this be worth it?
It′s so far from perfect
Well, I need a vacation
Can't differentiate these weekdays and the weekends
I implore, pinch me if I′m dreaming hit me if I'm screaming
I don′t know how long
That this can go on
Something must be wrong
I cannot feel calm