Ln My Drunken Head

imagine this bubble burst sitting inside as the walls collapse imagine the look on your face the moment you realize that it's not death it's the opposite you're leaving a paper trail wherever you go it's in some file you sleep in the waiting room but they got surveillance too you kneel on these hard wood pews somebody's watching over you you're life is a neat little pile remember there's someone at your side so try hard to see all the benefits and try not to leave while your heart still beats and ins't it comforting to know what your pilot thinks to know that your house still stands to open your mouth and sing to hear you pick up the phone to know you're still there when I put it down to know that the world outside is cruel and is beautiful at the same time and a dozen voices sing in my drunken head again and they're drowned out by noise they're making building skyscrapers