More songs by Hot Mulligan
Description
Producer, Mixer: Brett Romnes
Composer Lyricist: Chris Freeman
Composer Lyricist: Jonah Kramer
Composer Lyricist: Tades Sanville
Composer Lyricist: Ryan Malicsi
Composer Lyricist: Brandon Blakeley
Lyrics and translation
Original
Bundled in a decorative blanket
Waiting for the heat to come on again
Dancing on the line from frozen to seventy-two degrees
Snow looks nice in yellow light
Peace and quiet
Keep still as you can
Rats in the alleyway
Salt marking up the floor
Lights gone out
Back of the house Couldn't wait for one more day now
What if it breaks?
I'm clumsy and can't handle anything Tall always rests between my legs It's the softest sound Like I'm built to fall apart 'fore I hit the ground now
Self-inflicted, I don't see the difference Between self-harm and incompetence
Head hung low
Slept in my clothes I'll fix the lights
Just give it time I'll delay as long as I can 'til the house goes dark Let the pressure ring in my ears like a smoke alarm
What does it feel like
Coming home proud of a job well done?
No, something's not right There's no satisfaction in it
God, it's gross
It's gross -Seven Z's, it's time -I used to relax, but it doesn't feel good -anymore -Can't seem to sleep
I used to relax, but it doesn't feel good anymore
Take a swallow
Staring at my empire made plastic and dry Why would my father still love me?
I'm useless as his son He can't come back for the pain it was scarring I punish that for being able to breathe Calm hands Burns breathe I still hate to show you how I can never be happy if they knew you I'm fucking disgusting, you are a useless coward Don't call the paramedics
I'll kill till you feel it I'll find a way to help you escape
Headache in the early morning
A cigarette and two Excedrin
Brushing off the steps to watch the birds and take a seat
Bright outside
Melts off the ice
Brush my teeth
Replace the light
English translation
Bundled in a decorative blanket
Waiting for the heat to come on again
Dancing on the line from frozen to seventy-two degrees
Snow looks nice in yellow light
Peace and quiet
Keep still as you can
Rats in the alleyway
Salt marking up the floor
Lights gone out
Back of the house Couldn't wait for one more day now
What if it breaks?
I'm clumsy and can't handle anything Tall always rests between my legs It's the softest sound Like I'm built to fall apart 'fore I hit the ground now
Self-inflicted, I don't see the difference Between self-harm and incompetence
Head hung low
Slept in my clothes I'll fix the lights
Just give it time I'll delay as long as I can 'til the house goes dark Let the pressure ring in my ears like a smoke alarm
What does it feel like
Coming home proud of a job well done?
No, something's not right There's no satisfaction in it
God, it's gross
It's gross -Seven Z's, it's time -I used to relax, but it doesn't feel good -anymore -Can't seem to sleep
I used to relax, but it doesn't feel good anymore
Take a swallow
Staring at my empire made plastic and dry Why would my father still love me?
I'm useless as his son He can't come back for the pain it was scarring I punish that for being able to breathe Calm hands Burns breathe I still hate to show you how I can never be happy if they knew you I'm fucking disgusting, you are a useless coward Don't call the paramedics
I'll kill till you feel it I'll find a way to help you escape
Headache in the early morning
A cigarette and two Excedrin
Brushing off the steps to watch the birds and take a seat
Bright outside
Melts off the ice
Brush my teeth
Replace the light