Days Of Being Wild

All sewn up
Pull out the seams
Take your call
Your voice is static
Far from my reach
I burn the page
Images are blurred
Am I afraid?

Around my throat
You came so close
To stopping me
Alive in jail, alive and well
I cannot leave
Innocent accident

Find my pulse
Trapped in a locked box
Teeth in a grind
All night amphetamine
Noise to the tape
Comes like a shattered beast
Cast a shade
Your mouth destroys me

Around my throat
You came so close
To stopping me
Alive in jail, alive and well
I cannot leave
Innocent accident

Come down dawn in one piece
Come down dawn to find some peace
Driven to shambles on a tip
I never said that I would quit
And the next song takes over

(Quickly i said,
because your feet need to hit the floor
and wake your mind up
because the body needs a little more
and you step out from the porch
into the street
and the night will have its way with you
and you find a paper on the wall
and see the slogan needs an audience
and you give it a new look
you were trying to take a stab
you try to take a stab
you try to make something happen
and the colors saturate into the walls of the buildings
a graffiti deposition
a nexus
a movement to fruition
a middle finger to the institution
a middle finger to the institution
a middle finger to the institution)