About the morning after a rave, written the morning after a rave.
lyrics
If you overheard our late-nite sessions,
You're probably mistake us for mystics
But here in my bedroom
We're just rolling dollar bills
We've seen the things
That make the road maps dream
Lost wanderers and philosophers
Content with grinding pills
We'll worry about the blues
Come Suicide Tuesday
Right now, I just need some water
And another cigarette
Outside it's cold and lonely
So I'm going where it's friendly
Warm bodies and bad music
And I'll pray the night won't end
There's a certain satisfaction
We take in our distraction
So satisfied with knowing
I am so unsatisfied
I keep my eyeballs glazed
They've been that way for days
It's the only way I can open up
My door to what's outside
We'll worry about the blues
Come Suicide Tuesday
Right now, I just need some water
And another cigarette
Outside it's cold and lonely
So I'm going where it's friendly
Warm bodies and bad music
And I'll pray the night won't end
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