Reprimanded, why shouldn’t I curse
In an email I sent lying when I skip work?
Two-week notice, I’d rather be poor
Barely paid me enough for the nothing I’m worth
Faraday
No one wants to know how bad you feel
All that matters is you pay the rent and keep the lights on
Budgeting how long you’ll be alive
And if I’ve gotta hear the same song again
From the manager’s Pandora playlist
I swear to God, I’ll fill the sink with ammonia and chlorine and block every door
And fill every vent, and fill every vent
Making the wrong choice every time that I come in
Though they guarantee the longer I commit
That I will see it get better
When’s it get better?
Faraday
No one wants to know how bad you feel
All that matters is you pay the rent and keep the lights on
Budgeting how long you’ll be alive
Why talk about it?
The colors melt from the lines
I spent the best years of my life alone most the time
My family works till they die
I wish I were happy to do that, but can’t fall in line
No, I can’t fall in line, no, I can’t fall in line
Faraday, Faraday, Faraday
Keep the lights on
Faraday
No one wants to know how bad you feel
All that matters is you pay the rent and keep the lights on
Budgeting how long you’ll be alive
Why talk about it?
Faraday
No one wants to know how bad you feel
All that matters is you pay the rent and keep the lights on
Budgeting how long you’ll be alive
Why talk about it?
Other lyrics by Hot Mulligan:
And A Big Load
Is it time to take a bow? Waking up in the worst of company Is there anyone around? No All alone it’s just these thoughts and me Am I ever gonna make things right? …
Bon Jonah
Sad to see the day has started Like I’m swallowed up The sun looks like an accusation Pouring hate on us Though the later I’m awake It makes it easier to hide …
Carbon Monoxide Hotel
Tighten your grip Just hold my fingers and sit for a moment I don’t remember the talk But I couldn’t balance when we walked I was begging for help, as if …
Cream Of Wheat Of Feet Naw Cream Of
Smell the roses Isn’t it a beautiful thing? Throat closes Tight while you’re unable to breathe Six pounds in a week ‘cause I don’t want to eat …
End Eric Sparrow And The Life Of Him
You’ll fall in place in time Just follow No thought, no face Give up Just follow You’re choking me out What’s the cliche? A fish out of water Do I hate …