Paint's Peeling Testo

The heat is chasing off all your friends
And their scattered bodies part to the shore again.
And I feel nothing, not sane.
It's a hard day for dreaming againâ❬¦.

I'm not going back to the assholes that made me
And the perfect display of random acts of hopelessness.
I wish I could stay here but I think we're all ready.
I think we're all readyâ❬¦.

And I feel nothing, not safe.
It's a hard day for dreaming againâ❬¦.

Now that you've seen almost all of America,
All you can say is, â❬ŝwhere is all the water?â❬
And the war has been over for years since you gave up.
And last night, where the road had started
And last night, when my hands were choking you.
Last night, when the room and your mood was dipping
And last night, when the ropes were pulling you inâ❬¦.
You said, â❬ŝHey, how could you love me this way?â❬
You said, â❬ŝHey, I think we're all readyâ❬¦.â❬
I think we're all ready.