Erin Mckeown - Monday Morning Cold (Band) lyrics

It's a monday morning, cold winter's day, nothing outside is real Step in the car, turn the key, put on some heat, begin to feel Then i blink my eyes to make sure i'm me and think about catching a buzz Box my ears, clean my nose, got to get in gear because I've got a hell to be in by 8:05 and i can't find my head And i can't figure out just why i'm here but i think i'm being led I'm rolling down the highway at a safe and sane sixty per Seems so easy, seems so right to pull over and jump the curb The steering wheel begins to shift a little to my right My palms become sweaty and i jerk in a flash of light I slam on the breaks and screech to a halt Pedestrians are swerving, i laugh cause it's my fault Calm as can be i pull back into traffic Speeding towards my hell cause i like my violence graphic The trees and leaves become superimposed on the sky My vision is consumed with the greenness going by I've got a hell to be in by 8:05 and i can't find my head And i can't figure out just why i'm here but i think i'm being led At 7:50 i'm stopped behind a school bus filled with pubes Wouldn't it be funny, i think, to sell the little f**ers 'ludes? But then a thought occurs to me from long ago when i was young Of the fear i had inside me at the prospect of barbiturate fun Oh, how the times they change, i cackle deep inside As i speed past that yellow sh** puking carbon monoxide I've got a hell to be in by 8:05 and i can't find my head And i can't figure out just why i'm here but i think i'm being led I've got five minutes to bolt, can't be late to my hell When that cold hits me again, who i am i cannot tell What's reality is a mystery brought on by too much thought My concepts collapse my sense of being caught Between the cold air surrounding me and the emptiness inside My head is k**ing me, and i've got no place to hide