Starving Your Friends

Starving Your Friends

Envy On The Coast
(album: Lucy Gray)

Thanks a lot.
I´ve been disadvantaged from the start.
He constricted the veins heading straight to my head,
Rerouted the blood to my heart instead.
Rerouted the blood to my heart instead.

I am braindead,
Thinking strictly in blues and reds.
Oh, I´m in enough trouble man...
Oh man, I´m in trouble again.
Cause everyone´s ears are watching me,
And I never, ever felt that this would be
Anything more than a makeshift personal IV.

Cause I fall three times as hard,
If it´s from nothing at all.
You all seem twice as tall as I will ever be.
And I feel terribly small,
When my head works too hard.
When you think with your chest,
There´s not a thing that you don´t see.

I´m hardly capable of half the damage that I would like to do.
I could swear that I don´t care,
But you know I´m too full of shit to think this through.
So look at me,
I pray to God
But curse too much to be considered true.
I´m just like me, I´m just like me.
So who the hell are you?

I´m but a boy,
Just like the rest of these thieves.
And I borrow phrases, from dusty, faded, record sleeves.
The story is the same.
I´ve just personalized the name.
But if it´s all you need,
Then I´d be more than happy to confess my shame.

Cause I fall three times as hard,
If it´s from nothing at all.
You all seem twice as tall as I will ever be.
And I feel terribly small,
When my head works too hard.
When you think with your chest,
There´s not a thing that you don´t see.

I´m hardly capable of half the damage that I would like to do.
I could swear that I don´t care,
But you know I´m too full of shit to think this through.
So look at me,
I pray to God
But curse too much to be considered true.
I´m just like me, I´m just like me.
So who the hell are you?

I know you think you know,
But these eyelids are windows that shut you out
from all the things that I don´t want you to know.
And I refuse to tell you one single secret I own.
´Cause you´ll find I´m petrified of your eyes.

I´m hardly capable of half the damage that I would like to do.
I could swear that I don´t care,
But you know I´m too full of shit to think this through.
I´ve read the book,
I prayed to God,
But cursed too much to be considered true.
I´m just like me, I´m just like me.
So who the hell are you?