Roswell That Ends Well Video (MV)

These streets are paved with gold lets smash them up until our bones are cracked and old
These streets are paved with gold lets smash them up until our bones are cracked and old
Why grow up when I can still start sinking oh so low
I'm comatose and I've dug myself into a hole
Why grow up when I can still start sinking oh so low
The motives that I lack are a chip on my shoulder and breaking my back
Rather burn out quick than fade to black
And after all I'm just skin and bones
Turn the lights off I just want to go home
No big surprise when you hit this twice
You're looking at the world through a pair of glassy eyes
And I'd rather be hung dry than than tongue tied
Bruised and broken, rotting out on the inside
Bleeding out spill my guts like a landslide
Can't believe, can't believe, can't believe that
Unless you show me a tangible object
Can't feel. You know I won't feel that
A hostile mind always on attack
Can't hear, I refuse to hear that
Unless you tell me something with meaning
Understand? No. I can't understand that
Until you understand where I stand that
I'm all alone
Just the patter of rain, the sound of a slow steady tone
I'm all alone
Let me drift toward the cosmos the unknown will make me feel whole
I'm all alone
Just the patter of rain, the sound of a slow steady tone
I'm all alone
Let me drift toward the cosmos the unknown will make me feel whole
I'm all alone
Just the patter of rain, the sound of a slow steady tone
I'm all alone
Let me drift toward the cosmos the unknown will make me feel whole
I'm all alone
Just the patter of rain, the sound of a slow steady tone
I'm all alone
Let me drift toward the cosmos the unknown will make me feel whole