Wastelands

I just can’t forget

As the sirens roar

The eyes of my woodpecker friend

Yeah, she’s anchored down

In our own lore

Always peckin’ on

We’ll make her drown

 

Before her eyes I left

My kisses, theft

“I hope you’ll change”

Before her eyes I left

My kisses, theft

“I hope you’ll change”

Familiar faces

Blurs the television

I guess that we’ll never change

No hard soil to grip

They say “Hey man, don’t slip”

My sweetest friend

We’ll make you sleep

Before her eyes I left

My kisses, theft

“I hope you change”

Before her eyes I left

My kisses, theft

“I hope you change”

Ohh, instincts

Ohh, instincts

Ohh, wastelands

Ohh, wastelands

It’s in our wastelands