Fight From Becoming One

pollute your thinking with dreams of money, and it hurts
within these walls we've crashed and burned it, and it hurts
you raise the roof with a pallet-jack honey
and i'm a mess too
and i'm a mess too
a swimmin excuse
your grip is too loose
so don't you give me none of your pawnshop lovin'
it gets harder if you don’t walk through, now look
as i fight from becoming one, too

i been drinkin everything i'm finding, and it burns
brain is hurtin' and my veins un-winding, and it burns
if there's a dark spot, well you nevermind it
and i fell into
and i fell into
a seductive red noose
my mind is now juiced
as i carry on through the junkpile rambling:
it gets harder if you don’t walk through, now look
as i fight from becoming one, too

i've been under every bridge of tired
hands are dripping on these pants of fire
your heart is sticking out a blood-red, luminescent wire
that i connect to
that i connect to
antenna was loose
but a signal came through
now all i hear is a static voice, singing:
it gets harder if you don't walk through, now look
as i fight from becoming one more lost son of a dream dead floating to you