Vārdi: 50 Foot Wave. Long Painting.

Long painting
The air plays along
With my chemicals
Drained again

But I don't feel so sorry
And I don't feel so bad
I don't feel so sorry
And I don't feel so bad

Paralyzed by inaction
In a floodlit parking garage
When my mind's as fluid as my body
I finally shut up

I'm sorry to say I was in love
Static played through my middle
Seared my gut, ahh, ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh, ahh

News is bad news
I look to my beer
For solace
Drained again

But I don't feel so sorry
And I don't feel so bad
I don't feel so sorry
And I don't feel so bad

Paralyzed by inaction
In a floodlit parking garage
When my mind's as fluid as my body
I finally shut up

I'm sorry to say I was in love
Static played through my middle
Seared my gut, ahh, ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh, ahh