Thresher

I hate the radio advertisements

Morning show hosts

And every cop on the side of the road

Turns me inside the windscreen

Disturbs me

But inside it's worse

The thresher that we call this world

Reduces me to mere idle talk

I'm slowly but certainly descending

Fuck you for not being strong enough

For letting me bare the weight of both of us

I can't forever be your crutch

Today I think I've had enough

Lightning at once drunk at the beach

I've been numb for weeks I can't feel a thing

While smell of smoke i'll roll a note

If I just swell I'm not prepared to choke

So keep me up

Since Elijah wrinkle used to worry Eggo , then sucks

Take me back to where the flowers grow

To the man in the mirror that I used to know

Fuck you for not being strong enough

For letting me bare the weight of both of us

I can't forever be your crutch

Today I think I've had enough

Enough, enough, I'm screaming

Enough, enough, can you hear me now?

Enough, enough, I'm screaming

Unless I should be weenin', running

The carousel slows

Reality starts to set in

My friends are climbing up

How long have the horses requested?

Have we been going in circles?

Was I always alone?

Was it their voices I heard?

Or was it dial tone?

I think I've always known

But I never cared to pay heed

Because I'm not, I'm not

I'm not, I'm not

Ready to up and leave

At least it's not like this

'Cause this was our abyss

I loved you all, this was our home

We were together

And I loved it as it is