Lying on the Floor

Violent Soho

Compositor: James Tidswell / Luke Boerdam / Luke Henery / Michael Richards

I don't wanna be a photograph
They're like handing out brochures, that a rapture is close

I don't want your philosophy
Nothing changes inside, can I just run and hide

Like a cigarette holder getting older and older
I'm falling, lift me out on the ground
Like a cigarette break, I just need a complaint
Screaming hell, as I fall back and say

Lying on the floor is all I wanna do
Lying on the floor is all I wanna do
So thank you

I don't wanna be a memory
Stare at the ceiling above, keeping snapshots of god

I don't wanna be sold for free
All the states and their lies, can I just get by

Like a cigarette holder getting older and older
I'm falling, lift me out on the ground
Like a cigarette break, I just need a complaint
Screaming hell, as I I fall back and say

Lying on the floor is all I wanna do
Lying on the floor is all I wanna do
So thank you

I don't wanna be fake
All these thing that I say
Keep pulling my skin
Just let me out

I don't wanna be cold
Getting older and older
Keep twisting my thoughts
Just let me out

Like a cigarette break
I just need a complaint
Some trap you made
Just let me out, find my sin bin, just throw me in

Lying on the floor is all I wanna do
Lying on the floor is all I wanna do
Don't let me hit the ground

I don't wanna be your photograph
I don't wanna be your memory man
Take it all, take it out of me, all my sin, every inch of skin, yeah

I don't wanna be your memory
I don't wanna be, what you made me