I've been told that I'm somewhere halfway between nothing and something else
The only possible raw honesty doesn't inform us at all
The light that dances on water is its own being
While the fluorescence of machinery is just a bright colour
Teaching me lessons of my emptiness
They're sharing it
I'm empty yet
They're sharing it
Rage against the slot machines
It's all just so f*cking branded
Choking on a lack of language, buzzed up
The bug eyed death of the typewriter
The light that dances on water is its own being
While the fluorescence of machinery is just a bright colour
Teaching me lessons of my emptiness
They're sharing it
I'm empty yet
They're sharing it
There's no life in the light
There's no light in your eyes
Must we still wonder why
Must we still wonder why
There's no life in the light
There's no light in your eyes
Must we still wonder why
Must we still wonder why
Must we still wonder why
Can't you f*cking understand
Must we still wonder why
Saying, if I could leave just one more piece of advice
It would be buy your smokes from Coles
Saying, if I could leave just one more piece of advice
It would be buy your smokes from Coles