Breathe and believe me
You don’t need them
From the high rise
Come the experts
In the dark suits
Come the men

Illegitimate low lives
With no lives
Surround you again

He’s cast away from the outpost
He’s cast away from the shit shack

When she asks you
Just tell her it’s no big deal
That it’s no big deal

And the silver snakes that fill this place
Start to pull you under
And reel you in
You begin
It reels you in

She don’t need to know
What you don’t her to
Another new ghost
I’ll be watching you
I won’t belong in your better life
You’ll know it’s wrong when you hit the light

I just won’t

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Words & music by John Hofmann