Top Left Door

Come on in, wipe your feet

It's been so damn long since you looked right at me

I'll take your coat just right down the hall

Where everybody else's shit is just hanging on the wall

Are you nervous? Don't ask me

Are you nervous? Don't ask me

Are you nervous? Don't ask me

Wide awake, fast asleep

I've got to admit neither really mean shit to me

I keep digging up, I'm holing up here

And counting the seconds as they sweep me under all that I fear

Get under my skin

Cause I want more

Yes I want more

Living thin, on your feet

You've got your own guilt trip you've set to a backbeat

I'll swallow whole all that we are

So I won't taste how bitter everything's become after all

Get me through this? I am asking

Vicious circle, wrap around me

Fight to control all that I see

So I'll howl just for now

Get under my skin

Cause I want more

Yes I want more

Get under my skin

Cause I want more

Yes I want more

Get under my skin

Cause I want more

Yes I want more