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