the diving bell
gang of youths
here for my side of my lord of my blue screen blues
there's a path headed out to the bright lights
and no dice for the radio silence
and i'm a far and away now vagrant
settled into a concrete rhythm
and in the hands of a foreign danger
and as close as you've come to living
and i dreamed the voices they were calling out to you
oh. and everything is true. sleep now on the bed that so feigns my breath
don't dream of the days we've given up
come and dance by the armored soldiers
come and stand by the ghetto blasters
in a way we're a lot like strangers
in a way this lonesome chasm is
there's a fire in the batting cages
avert your eyes if everything we love we lose
oh. and everything is true
die i'll never leave you in the gutter
i'll never leave you in the gutter
so i know you'll never die i'll never leave you in the gutter
no you'll never die i won't see you again
no you'll never die i won't see you again