So I fill my gut with the dark red wine
I'll finally make something disappear
The place where your bed once stood
We get the same twelve months to fuck things up-year after year
I never planned on this but it's the way it goes
A time when it still felt good
Not that it matters if its back or its forwards
Now water stops, the bucket drops us farther and farther down
I'll be lying there in that hot white air
But I'm sure you get to feelin' better
And now it all seems so familiar like pages turned on calendars
Now there is no sun it's just a cellar
Until my brain shuts off and my eyes go blind
So I'll fill my gut with that blood red wine
Or at least not well enough
You just need sometime to think
Well, I guess that you never knew me
Unhappy lovers with baskets of flowers
Use them as markers
Nowhere is sky it's just that black, black dirt
It might never reappear
It might never reappear
'Cause I've been practicing disappearing
Into out of the hell, getting straight in your mind
Nowhere is sky it's just that black, black dirt
And I just need some time to drink
Once that something's gone it might never reappear
But you calculate cause, let me take some time
And I can't believe how down I am like the well I'm being lowered in
Farther and farther down
You won't see me there in that thick black air, yeah
I woke and I gathered up some clothes
But you'll get that feeling back
Expanding outwards just echoes for answers
Now there is no sun it's just a cellar
Until my insides swim and my veins unwind
And I think that I've got it down
