Crumpy

This town has really started to grow on me My face has become one with the concrete My limbs have rashes from the road My voice sounds like The screaming train That you've been riding Oh dear, is this where you've been hiding? Come on now, let's go back home This town by the sea will one day drown me Six drinks in and I start to sink But your voice is the sound that saved me God damn, I wish my baby was here 'Cause I have violence Lingering inside but you help me fight it Come on now, let's go back home