snow in la

lay my mattress on the floor

don't need a frame

i'm not a door

close the windows in my room

so i can scream inside the booth

hope they hear me when i'm dead

my songs are paintings made of lead

but don't they sound so fucking nice?

to stay with you throughout the night

waking up

i'm feeling cold

winter wind blew in the snow

but there's no snow in la

i miss my home back in pa

hope they hear me when i'm dead

my songs are paintings made of lead

but don't they sound so freaking sweet?

to stay with you until you sleep

i'm not moving quick enough

but faster than i ever been

oh

i'm not moving quick enough

but faster than i ever been

oh

i'm not moving quick enough

but still faster than i ever been

oh

i'm not moving quick enough

but still faster than i ever been

got the keys to my new place

all redone before i came

damn it looks so fucking great

it's all mine

let's celebrate

but there's no one i would call

and if i did

who would come?

so i bought my session pain

and i drank it in the tub

hope they hear me when i'm gone

my songs'll carry on

'cause they sound fucking nice

to stay with you throughout the night

and i'll make them all alone

from the comfort of my home

i'm just turning on the lights

to see how long that they stay bright

i'm not moving quick enough

but faster than i ever been

oh

i'm not moving quick enough

but faster than i ever been

oh

i'm not moving quick enough

but still faster than i ever been

oh

i'm not moving quick enough

but still faster than i ever been

my song

my song

my song

my song

my song

my song

my song

my song

my song

my song

my song

my song

my song