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The Mannequins - The Drain Lyrics



The Mannequins - The Drain Lyrics
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So time it creeps along
There are no words
There are no songs
There are just phases
Pictures movements
And the little life
You grip so tightly
So wake up
Brush your teeth
Just pace the room
And think of doom and gloom
And sit around and sit around and sit around
And sick for hours
And I don't know how it goes lately
When you talk to yourself
All about the ways you wish you were
When you close your eyes and lay your head down
I don't know how it goes lately
When you dance by yourself
When there's not another soul around
But I can see a tree that's blooming from my window
Lately grey skies only mean that things just lag
Getting through the day it's such a drag
But your pastor's been talking lately
Baby he's been making plans
And they've been talking to your mother
They've been blaming rock and roll bands
Rock and roll bands
And your dreams they just won't go
They just get flushed right down the drain
Who were you a year ago?
You'll never see him again
See him again
So night it falls across the land
It's just a low stakes game
With a shitty hand
I like that
I like that y'know
It means we don't mean anything
And lately I can't talk to you or turn around or look you in the eyes
Because I think that I might
But I can see a tree that's blooming from my window
Lately grey skies only mean that things just lag
Getting through the day it's such a drag
It's such a drag
But your pastor's been talking lately
Baby he's been making plans
And they've been talking to your mother
They've been blaming rock and roll bands
Rock and roll bands
And your dreams they just won't go
They just get flushed right down the drain
Who were you a year ago?
You'll never see him again
See him again
And time's just an abstraction
And we make so little sense
Trapped in this shit post-modern malaise
This month your mind's up for rent
Your mind's up for rent
Lately things don't make sense
Just get out of your head
If I sleep on your couch
Can I live in your head?
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So time it creeps along
There are no words
There are no songs
There are just phases
Pictures movements
And the little life
You grip so tightly
So wake up
Brush your teeth
Just pace the room
And think of doom and gloom
And sit around and sit around and sit around
And sick for hours
And I don't know how it goes lately
When you talk to yourself
All about the ways you wish you were
When you close your eyes and lay your head down
I don't know how it goes lately
When you dance by yourself
When there's not another soul around
But I can see a tree that's blooming from my window
Lately grey skies only mean that things just lag
Getting through the day it's such a drag
But your pastor's been talking lately
Baby he's been making plans
And they've been talking to your mother
They've been blaming rock and roll bands
Rock and roll bands
And your dreams they just won't go
They just get flushed right down the drain
Who were you a year ago?
You'll never see him again
See him again
So night it falls across the land
It's just a low stakes game
With a shitty hand
I like that
I like that y'know
It means we don't mean anything
And lately I can't talk to you or turn around or look you in the eyes
Because I think that I might
But I can see a tree that's blooming from my window
Lately grey skies only mean that things just lag
Getting through the day it's such a drag
It's such a drag
But your pastor's been talking lately
Baby he's been making plans
And they've been talking to your mother
They've been blaming rock and roll bands
Rock and roll bands
And your dreams they just won't go
They just get flushed right down the drain
Who were you a year ago?
You'll never see him again
See him again
And time's just an abstraction
And we make so little sense
Trapped in this shit post-modern malaise
This month your mind's up for rent
Your mind's up for rent
Lately things don't make sense
Just get out of your head
If I sleep on your couch
Can I live in your head?
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Writer: Grant McKenzie
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Performed By: The Mannequins
Language: English
Length: 3:20
Written by: Grant McKenzie
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