HORRORSHOW - In lyrics

rate me

Don't push me cause I'm close to the edge

I'm trying not to lose my head, a-ha-hah-hah-hah

Nothing in my pockets but an empty wallet and some house keys

And a fuck you for anyone who doubts me

As I walk the streets armed with the faith

That these boots will be enough to get me home in one piece

I exhale, breathe the air

Smoke trail got me thinking bout the reason I'm here

Cause I'm only nineteen but my mind is old

Sydneysider heatwave to Minnesota cold

Cold like the streets of the Cross where underages

Litter the pavement, this ain't "Paradise", it's "Innocence Lost"

Cold like the veins of the junkies

Cold like the hearts of those who take their money

And I swear to God somebody died on my block the other night

A life lost to a domestic fight, and that shit ain't right

Now my picket fence don't look so white

I wonder what possesses a man to kill his wife?

And as if that wasn't enough

We got these fucking poker machines sucking the souls of our single mums

See I'm like Tim Friedman, I wish I could blow 'em up

For all the futures that they've ruined and the homes they've broken up

Now that's proof of a cold world, they package an addiction

And they sell it as a game, but anyway

Times are exponential, two-party preferential

And though it's incremental, day to day we making change

So here I am still trying to make this stone bleed

In the city of late trains and broken dreams

Where you rap with your talk, or you graff on the wall

You gotta something out of nothing at all

And yes, I built this house, I made it wrong

I watched it crumble, now I'm moving on

Now shit is rotten to the core, what a pity

We don't wanna be forgotten

That's why we write our stories on the walls of our cities

I'd write 'em all for you if I had the time

In forty-foot high letters cause they're important

It's enough of a challenge handling mine

Take it one day at a time

Treading water and crossing borders

Next to me a baby's crying for his mum as the ground's leaving

Economy class with chaos all around me

But I don't even care, I'm not even there

Frozen in a blank stare with my headphones blaring like

Don't push me cause I'm close to the edge

I'm trying not to lose my head, a-ha-hah-hah-hah

Nothing in my pockets but a boarding pass and a passport

Plus an "I love you" for the friends I never asked for

It keeps me safe, guards me from the sickness

Like a pocketful of posie as I walk with the wicked

Talk with a quickness, never let 'em catch up

They wouldn't play with you if they could see the odds was stacked up

So you pack it up, move it town to town

Gotta study how the local village people get down

Riding through the night on a tube train

Having revelations bout my place in the food chain

Looking out the window at the world whizzing by

I'm determined to do something with my given time

And to begin with I'm a fit it in a rhyme

Watch us plant this forest one seed at a time

So shit, I spend my days hoping but by the same token

We here to get our chains broken and our names spoken

So this is my dot on the map, my drop in the ocean

My patch of dirt, and I'm make something

Make something work, make something feel

Make something hurt to make something real

Make something out of me, make a friend out of you

Then again, make an enemy if need be

So just let me be, let me rest, let me sleep

Let me wake, let me eat, let me grow, be at peace

Let your guard down, let me close

I'll let you see, let you know

Let you near, draw you in

Let you hear, show you things

I'm a let you in

Said I'm a let you in

Said I'm a let you in

Horrorshow two-double-oh-nine

One time for your mind

Said I'm a let you in

We bout to take you inside