Made it out on a Monday
Saved enough for a seat in the back
She said I look like a junkie
Ain't that so

So we walk through the desert
Tailored up for a date in the sand
But there's my girl wearing leather
I blame myself

Lately I've been finding the holes that let in the facts

Cause we're giving them what they want
I am defeated
A mile, a way out
Now just giving them what they want
I am defeated
A mile, a way out

Lately I've been finding the holes that let in the facts
With amethyst and clover, the hull is aiming for land
It's coming up

So I'm watching my shadow
I set it up for a knife in the back
Next stop Colorado
Aimless soul