listen close and dont be stoned
i’ll be here in the morning
cause i’m just floating
while your cigarette still burns
your messed up world will thrill me
alison i’m lost
alison i said we’re sinking
there’s nothing here but thats okay
outside your room your sisters spinning
but she laughs and tells me shes just fine
i guess shes out there somewhere
and the sailors they strike poses
the TV covered walls answer slowly
with your talking and your pills
your messed up life still thrills me
alison i’m lost
alison i’ll drink your wine
i’ll wear your clothes when we’re both high
alison i said were sinking
but she laughs and tells me its just fine
i guess shes out there somewhere
