White Denim - Keys lyrics

I've got a number of keys No doors to unlock There's a hole in my wall That lacks the capacity to shock I'm nowhere, looking at something I oughta be seein' What started up in my head Ended out in my fingers Now I'm sleepless in bed As the last notes linger In our mystery room That's called "winning combination" With 14 pairs Bringing 28 days Filling every cup Left in the hands of the saps that stay We're all watching, waiting For the building to crumble And it's hard It seems unnatural And the best days aren't days at all It's not As if your violence and virtue Is virtual, oh not at all Go bye to your mouth Stretching something to say

Fumbling around in the dark As your hypnotist waves You're towards a throne That's up in flames Away some distance You got ahold of yourself You got your imagery You got a grip on your health You got possibility You're hoping for less collision In your future Watching you moving upward You sing yourself out of the cold You make a cut with your knife Ah, you drink and you never get old When your heart stops beating That's when you start needing some real help And it won't be hard It'll feel so natural And the best days aren't days at all It's not as if your violence and virtue Is virtual, oh not at all