Matt Allison - Navigating the Windward Pa**age lyrics

Drinking, d**h wish nights can't save this Gla**-eyed, slack-jaws scream from safe homes I've got it wrong time and again, song after song You've got answers, k**ing to please, swooning disasters So inventory me, drop me into your fishbowl I'm dying to breathe through your tight pigeon hole A dead man in dead dreams When I'm gone you won't miss me, you're dying to fist me Out of the closet and into the fire Out of these dumb little quips that inspire Outright outrage enrages you now You're lifeless and sticky, kicking at dead cows f** your sound One shot, all wrong, one lie, all gone Cry for yourselves, I'll die with my own help These words are mine, this grave that we share time after time Chokes my life out, you ask yourselves what I'm crying about These tears that are falling are wetting deaf ears You cry for your protests, and say I don't care I couldn't care less, I don't answer to you I couldn't care less if you're repulsed through and through A dead man in dead dreams When I'm gone you won't miss me, you're dying to fist me Out of the closet and into the fire Out of these dumb little quips that inspire Outright outrage enrages you now You're lifeless and sticky, kicking at dead cows f** your sound When it's all said and done Did you really think that you were the only one? You were here before you, you'll be here when you're gone Another lemming humming protest songs Out of the closet and into the fire Out of these dumb little quips that inspire Outright outrage enrages you now You're lifeless and sticky, kicking at dead cows f** your sound