5-3-10-4

5-3-10-4

Alkaline Trio
(album: Maybe I´ll Catch Fire)

schoolyard freaks are freezing, down getting teased again. i´m looking back and down and watching it go by. down at the stockyards cattle screaming, the trains squeak by again. i can feel my breath and i´m so thankful i´m not one of them. the sound of the ground freezing is pounding once again. it comes with the wind that once wiped off our smiles. alarm clock bells are screaming out the same routine again. scrape open your eyes, rise and fucking shine, 7 a.m. sit down, dead weight, and wonder. unsure, unslept, uncovered. the new light of dawn discovered by ungrateful eyes, through 5-3 eyes. schoolyard freaks are freezing, pushed to the ground again. i´m looking up and west for black to fill the sky. the sound of bottles breaking, still breaking in my ears. they opened just in time to empty out and gouge away the years. sit down, dead weight, and wonder. unsure, unslept, uncovered. the new light of dawn discovered by ungrateful eyes, through 5-3 eyes. schoolyard freaks are bleeding, down getting kicked again. i can taste the earth and feel it in my eyes. the sound of cattle screaming, still screaming in my ears. they came in metal coffins, chained me up and hacked me off my years. sit down, dead weight, and wonder. unsure, unslept, uncovered. the new light of dawn discovered by ungrateful eyes, through 5-3 eyes.