Lounge

[Verse] I don't care that flowers grow for you And me, and me You don't know what love is till you see Her standing there A web of skin and nails and hair A web of skin and nails and hair And bones and bones And thoughts rushing in and out your head You think you are alive, but you are dead You keep on driving in your car asleep On driving in your car I don't know why flowers grow in wintertime The sky turns gray, the sun don't shine And people rush to be on time For warmth, they wrap themselves in woolen cloaks And hats, and scarves Like larvae in their incubating cars Like larvae in their cars And drive And drive [Outro] And drive And drive, and drive And drive, and drive Until they get away