Idle Mind Brigade - Holding Pattern Lyrics

Stick your head in the sink
To chase thoughts down the drain
The memories a paler shade of gray
With the pebbles and leaves
We can cook up something
You better believe
The sweat can seep through walls
Distort
Embrace
Forgot
My place
Don't get in the way of all our fun
We're spinning out on what's been done
Don't get in the way of all our fun
Come sit and melt under the sun
To clear the head
Just start to run in place
Overprotective
Of time we get to waste
It's deafening
In a quiet room
The blackest of eyes
Have come to blind you
And your trophies and saints
Turn to glittering waste
Your tetanus trinkets
Clutch you as you burn
Burn
Burn
Burn
Don't get in the way of all our fun
(My burning soul is running)
We're spinning out on what's been done
(My burning soul is running cold)
Don't get in the way of all our fun
(My burning soul is running cold)
I promise you we're having fun
(My burning soul is running)
I'm kicking
The habit of warm company
And I'm screaming
Yeah
Every time the door closes to my car
The traffic slows then to a crawl
And now there's no where left to run
The holding patterns weigh me down
Unplug the drain and telling me there's
No better way to waste my time
No better way to waste my time
No better way to waste my time
No better way to waste my time
Under
Over