Evaporate (Tree City Sessions)

Squawk, seven-five

Zero, zero mane

World in a barrel dripping some blood

Three dead riders

Gripping the reigns of saturn

In the last plastic cup

Couldn't make me into a hero

Couldn't turn me into a coward

Whatever history that you wrote

Blew away in the wind on your way down

From your ivory tower

Your words lost their power

You can aim down fire

We'll be down here living how we want

Never coming back, never coming back

Run into a smack with a hand to deliver

Never coming back, never coming back

Run into a smack with a hand to deliver

You always see right through me

When I am lost and out of place

You always watch me stumble down

While you wait for me to drown

Of all the ways I've given in

I can't believe it's not enough

To satisfy my endless search for any form of love

So I will stay my course until you break my wrists

Do everything you can to keep me silent

You wanna start a war with all that I stand for

You always see right through my, my masquerade

I know there's nowhere to hide, I'm cellophane

I feel like I'm gonna stay

I feel like I'm gonna change

I feel like I'm gonna stay

Never coming back, never coming back

Run into a smack with a hand to deliver

Never coming back, never coming back

Run into a smack with a hand to deliver

You always see right through me

When I am lost and out of place

You always watch me stumble down

While you wait for me to drown

You always see right through my, my masquerade

I know there's nowhere to hide, I'm cellophane

All of the handsome fiction will melt away

And when the flame burns brighter, evaporate

You always see right through my, my masquerade

I know there's nowhere to hide, I'm cellophane

All of the fabrications will melt away

And when the flame burns hotter

Oh, you should have listened to your friends (Step back, let go, step back, let go)

You would have been over this by now (I believe there's meaning, no, I believe there's nothing)

(I believe there's meaning, no, I believe there's nothing)

Over this by now (Step back, let go, step back, let go)

I'm found (Who drains the blood from my head? I do, I do)

(Who accepts me as I am? I do, I do)

What excuses do you make? (Repeat, repeat)

We own the night (Repeat, repeat)

(Repeat, repeat our history)

For one good note

Well, don't it feel good?

You got what you paid for

Well, don't it feel good?

You got what you paid for