Bare Walls - Memphis Lyrics

Mayflower to Memphis brings methadone Monday blues
I've got a seasick roommate, says it's best to count the days by twos
Cause counting singular days can be too much in this place
You can lie all you want but you'll never get that look off your face
That says, what the hell am I doing here?

Coming home with a new diagnosis to talk about
Thought if I stayed there long enough, I'd surely sweat it out
But when I went outside to look up the ground caught my attention
And it said, what the hell are you doing here?

Beware of the guilt trap
Beware of the way you found yourself there
Beware of the guilt trap
Either way it'll swallow you up before
You can buy the next bag
But you didn't just buy that
You also bought suffering

Take me to the desert and let me dry
I can't take it, can't take when my lover
Sees death in my eyes
Take me to the desert and let me dry
But there's no desert in Memphis
So I'll sit here and wait out my time

Just sit back, relax, while I put the needle in your ear
Suddenly everything but me disappears
I found eternity inside the moment I'm bound to
But eternity fades and I'm back here pale and blue
What the f*ck am I doing here?

Beware of the guilt trap
Beware of the way you found yourself there
Beware of the guilt trap
Either way it'll swallow you up before
You can buy the next bag
But you didn't just buy that
Did you?