Dexamphetamine Blues Songtext
von Have/Hold

We were tracing out lines on our palms
On the balcony at Elgin Street
She said "Never look back, you′ll be wrong
If you ever leave your bed this week"
Not as quick as I have ever moved from the backlit room
I rose above my feet
Took the floor
She went home

It was never that bad that I wanted
A signal flare to get out of there
There are junkies in baths soaking long
Never breathe again, send me out of my head
And the neon street lights at the window
Are noir as all the Bogart I have been
Searching for
Ever long


In a fedora
With Ray Bans and a smoke
Looking longingly
For Casablanca
Play it over

She needs the sting
Of a lighthouse light to get home tonight
She is feeling through time like a fog
For the barges of summer demigods
But it never works out like she wants
It collapses in a heap like all the leaves
At our
Front door

I want no more
Than to sink in this shredded cheek, foam bliss
She is singing out like she is cold
But the sweat, it drips from her closed eyelids
And he wants nothing more than to hold her close
But he holds me closer. We
Figure out our way home
And we all worry so