Moving to Bed Bug Island
Hot Mulligan
There's no distraction, no tasteful words when
Written they seem absurd
It's coming back, it's coming back again
It's coming back, it's coming back again
There's no hope for the future when
All I've gained for then quickly fades
It's coming back, it's coming back again
It's coming back, it's coming back again
I'll stay cold
Huddled in the basement (no time, no time to)
Getting old just as I settle in
Keeps going, it just keeps getting further away
It's coming back, it's coming back again
It's coming back, it's coming back again
Isn't this what you want, to feel your hurt? (It's coming back, it's coming back again)
Each whisper now echoes as if you (it's coming back, it's coming back again)
(It's coming back, it's coming back again)
Isn't this why you sing?
It's coming back, it's coming back again
I'll stay cold
Huddled in the basement (no time, no time to)
Getting old just as I settle in
Keeps going, it just keeps going
I'll stay cold (keeps going, it just keeps going)
In the (it just keeps going, it just keeps going) (no time, no time to)
Stay cold (it just keeps going, it just keeps going)
Just as I settle in
It just keeps going
It just gets further away
No time, no time to
No time, no time to
No time, no time to
No time, no time, no time
Time, time, time, time
Time, time, time, time
Time, time, time, time