"anthill mode" lyrics
Dig your feet into the ivy and the brick
Heave your body up, the heavy sun is burned into our backs
Keep these ragged bitter thoughts as a promise to get even
Muttered low under our breath
Wake up on the roof of an old abandoned school
Bid good morning to the bleakest town we've ever seen
Why can't these people mind their business?
Have they nothing else to do but follow weary kids around the block?
Such is life above the anthill
Daily breaking of the heart
Watch 'em pour in by the thousands
Tear the fuckin' place apart
Riding high, just got a couple things for free
A lift down 84, a stupid keychain and some ice cream
Up here I can see for miles, but of what I'll bite my tongue
'Cause I don't wanna bring you down
Hot summer morning, daily gridlock, leash aggression, shining cage!
The real horror of the traffic is that it's the same people every day
And just how many does it take, just to keep the engines turning
And all end up in the same place?
I had a dream I had a daughter
Her soft breath melted my cold heart
And I believed that where we're headed
Was worth all the trouble that we start
Slaughterhouse on the horizon
Lonely Texas chainsaw nights
Let this endless stretch of highway
Recover me into your sight
Heave your body up, the heavy sun is burned into our backs
Keep these ragged bitter thoughts as a promise to get even
Muttered low under our breath
Wake up on the roof of an old abandoned school
Bid good morning to the bleakest town we've ever seen
Why can't these people mind their business?
Have they nothing else to do but follow weary kids around the block?
Such is life above the anthill
Daily breaking of the heart
Watch 'em pour in by the thousands
Tear the fuckin' place apart
Riding high, just got a couple things for free
A lift down 84, a stupid keychain and some ice cream
Up here I can see for miles, but of what I'll bite my tongue
'Cause I don't wanna bring you down
Hot summer morning, daily gridlock, leash aggression, shining cage!
The real horror of the traffic is that it's the same people every day
And just how many does it take, just to keep the engines turning
And all end up in the same place?
I had a dream I had a daughter
Her soft breath melted my cold heart
And I believed that where we're headed
Was worth all the trouble that we start
Slaughterhouse on the horizon
Lonely Texas chainsaw nights
Let this endless stretch of highway
Recover me into your sight
