歌詞
Up at four on a dark and stormy novella night
For self-assessment in the fluorescent motel light
Bloody Mary's in the mirror, but I'm calling her bluff
Cause I'm here and I'm hell enough
I'm here and I'm hell enough
That battered bible in the drawer done some time in the trench
It's been someone's only hope for rolling papers in a pinch
Go on, give it up Gideon
You can't sell me that stuff
I'm here and I'm hell enough
I'm here and I'm hell enough
I guess there's always T.V., but you ingest the meth
Might deserve to be entertained to death
And I've such remote control of my own breath
Up underneath these blues
Hauling my monumental health
Out the Mariana Trench, back up the Continental Shelf
I know this buoyant little angel, but it drowns out her help
When I'm down here and I'm hell itself
When I'm down here and I'm hell itself
So I free fall into a dream
That feels like flight, enough
Trying to find the damn horizon I ride the Death spiral until
Just in time for Death-defying I pull up
Awaiting the oohs and ahs
And I wake up to no applause
Just a bill to be paid and some shit to get done
So put one fucking foot in front of the other one
Just my old unwelcome guest, crashing for the night
Stepping out of that door into oncoming morning light
Written by: Cory Branan
