Misery On A Mainline

Like a hole in a 45

There's an emptiness in all our lives

Lost innocence in tired eyes

And there's oil burning in the east

But it isn't for the lamp of peace

Were already dead, the breathing deceased

People suffer but we just need what we need

Leaving marks in backs, wish I could change the past but…

So we spend these beer stained nights

Searching for the things that I won't find

Revolving doors of internal wars

(Someone please sew my mouth shut)

Supporting afghan renegades

With a rose and a razorblade

Hitting pipes under city lights

Hung himself on Christmas day

Day I heard his best friend say

Everyone he loves are in their graves

Stuck in these lonely caves we fucking can't escape

Straws, empty bags and a broken Ramones tape

So we spend these beer stained nights

Searching for the things that I won't find

Meaningless sex, whose sheets am I in?

It's uneasy stench stains my skin

We're all reading out last rights with self-hate crimes

Panhandling for hope under smog filled skies

(Someone please sew his mouth shut)

Give us something to ease this pain

Take it all but it won't go away

Bloodstained we walk in vain

Straight-jacket…We're being restrained!

Give us something to ease this pain

Take it all but it won't go away

Bloodstained but all hope is not in vain

Motionless… Release the chains!

10,000 beer stained nights

Searching for the things that I won't find

Burning cross on my TV screen

The tension won't seize there will be no peace

So read me my last rights with self-hate crimes

Tied down she shot it up-we said goodbye

It's all been misery on a mainline