When I think of you in the city,
the sight of you among the sights,
get this sudden sinking feeling
of a man about to fly.
Never kept me up before.
Now I’ve been awake for days.
I can’t fight it anymore,
I’m going through an awkward phase.
I am secretly in love with
everyone that I grew up with.
Do my crying underwater...
I can’t get down any farther.
All my drowning friends can see,
now there is no running from it.
It’s become the crux of me,
I wish that I could rise above it.
But I stay down,
With my demons
I stay down,
With my demons.
Bats and buzzards in the sky,
Alligators in the sewers.
I don’t even wonder why,
Hide among the younger viewers,
I huddle with them all night long.
The worried talk to God goes on.
I sincerely tried to love it,
wish that I could rise above it.
But I stay down,
With my demons
I stay down,
With my demons.
I stay down,
With my demons
I stay down,
With my demons.
Can I stay here? I can sleep
on the floor
Paint the blood and hang the palms,
on the door
I do not think I’m going places anymore.
Wanna see the sun come up above New York.
Oh, every day I start so great,
then the sunlight dims.
The less I look, the more I see
the pythons in the limbs.
Do not know what’s wrong with me...
The sour is in the cut.
When I walk into a room,
I do not light it up.
Fuck.
So I stay down,
With my demons
I stay down,
With my demons.
I stay down,
With my demons
I stay down,
With my demons.
by "The National"
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