Into Everything

quarter slot, the pictures hot

you can be so damn ugly

flickering is sickening the show

sexual intellectual

feel so raw

makes me crazy

pocket full of quarters left to go

i'm just fine

work the line

punch the clock

it never meant that much

wake up wake up

it's here again

whiskey shot, drink it up

one more bottle just to wash the cut away

into everything

my wife's alone, the kids at home

she can be so damn ugly

her face is blurred

without a word to say

i spray the dream with gasoline

just one match be so easy

splatterings of you along the way

i said i'm fine

killed the line

punch the clock

it never meant that much

wake up wake up

it's here again

on a whim, stole the car

heard the shot ring out

it seemed so far away

into everything

into everything

quarter slot, the pictures hot

you can be so damn ugly

flcikering is sickening the show

sexual intellectual

feel so raw, makes me crazy

pocket full of quarters left to go