| [00:01.46] | The Airborne Toxic Event - Wishing Well |
| [00:13.04] | |
| [00:51.24] | Standing on a bus stop |
| [00:52.80] | Feeling your head pop |
| [00:54.41] | Out in the night |
| [00:55.63] | On the kind of night |
| [00:57.15] | Where you want to be out |
| [00:58.88] | On the street, on the street |
| [01:00.62] | Crawling up the walls |
| [01:01.73] | Like a cat in heat |
| [01:03.57] | |
| [01:03.80] | And the air is thin |
| [01:05.06] | And it blows through your skin |
| [01:06.63] | And you feel like something |
| [01:08.09] | Is about to begin |
| [01:09.90] | But you don't know what |
| [01:11.31] | And you don't know when |
| [01:12.76] | So you tear at your hair |
| [01:14.36] | And you scratch at your skin |
| [01:15.84] | |
| [01:16.03] | You wanna run away, run away |
| [01:19.11] | Just get on the fucking train and leave today |
| [01:22.38] | And it doesn't matter where you spend the night |
| [01:25.28] | You just might end up somewhere in a fight, in a fight |
| [01:28.88] | Or caught in your room on a concrete shelf |
| [01:31.90] | Fighting all alone, with yourself, with yourself |
| [01:34.92] | And you just wanna feel like a coin that's been tossed |
| [01:38.18] | In a wishing well, a wishing well |
| [01:41.25] | A wishing well, a wishing well |
| [01:44.20] | Well, you're tossed in the air |
| [01:46.08] | And you fell and you fell |
| [01:47.32] | Through the dark blue waters |
| [01:48.92] | Where you cast your spell |
| [01:50.65] | Like you were just a wish that could turn out well |
| [01:55.81] | |
| [02:18.24] | So you stand on the corner |
| [02:19.80] | Where the angels sit |
| [02:21.42] | And you think to yourself, |
| [02:23.06] | "This is it, this is it, |
| [02:24.56] | This is all that I have |
| [02:26.45] | All I can stand |
| [02:27.70] | Is this air in my lungs |
| [02:29.25] | And this coin in my hand |
| [02:30.84] | That you tossed in the air |
| [02:32.43] | And I fell, and I fell |
| [02:33.94] | All the way to the bottom |
| [02:35.46] | Of the well, of the well |
| [02:37.10] | Like those soft little secrets |
| [02:38.92] | That you tell, that you tell |
| [02:40.48] | To yourself, when you think |
| [02:41.97] | No one's listening to, well" |
| [02:44.52] | |
| [02:44.77] | And the walls spin |
| [02:45.35] | And you're paper-thin |
| [02:46.59] | From the haze of the smoke |
| [02:48.12] | And the mescaline |
| [02:49.84] | The threat of your brow |
| [02:51.33] | Under unmade sheets |
| [02:52.84] | In your ear with the noise |
| [02:54.47] | From the darkest streets |
| [02:55.84] | We ran far and wide |
| [02:57.46] | You screamed, you cried |
| [02:58.94] | You thought suicide was an alibi |
| [03:01.67] | But you were always a mess |
| [03:03.79] | You were always aloof |
| [03:05.15] | Yeah, it's awful, I guess |
| [03:06.84] | But it's the awful truth |
| [03:08.26] | It was truth from the first |
| [03:10.18] | To the last words that she read |
| [03:13.85] | |
| [03:14.67] | And she emerged from the dark |
| [03:16.30] | Like a ghost in my head |
| [03:17.68] | She said, "I haven't forgot |
| [03:19.35] | Any words that you said |
| [03:20.85] | I just stare at the clocks |
| [03:22.51] | And I cry in my sleep |
| [03:24.20] | And I tear up your letters |
| [03:25.81] | And I burn them in heaps |
| [03:27.33] | And I gather the ashes |
| [03:29.17] | In that hole in the ground |
| [03:30.66] | Where we fell" |
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