HAILING DRUMS

Hailing Drums

A solitary sound for solitary party

They gonna beat my tones they gonna beat my skin like somebody else

A place to talk you’ve made for wasting

I kinda like to find a way to rent a body and waste it by myself

We’re walking like your honey

Beating drums and bones

For my blended cotton tree

Now I start wasting tomorrow

To celebrate my sorrow

‘till the flames frays out

He covered his gun

All the vagrants are hailing

They running up the flag

The turning up my blinking amps

Just heal the poor

And strange punk kids

Pretending to be cool

They never be surprised of being the wildest one

We’re walking like your honey

Beating drums and bones

For my blended cotton tree

Now I start wasting tomorrow

To celebrate my sorrow

‘till the flames frays out

We walked backwards say nothing run for visions at all

The crowd was silenced watch from the distance play for nothing at all