__Disorientation // Lyrics // Moving Walls;;

It’s not that I never did tell you
It’s more that should’ve just known
That once you break it you’ve bought it
And once you’ve bought it it’s breakable

In town at the bar there’s a calendar
From nineteen thirty three
That’s been hanging there for decades
Since sobriety lost to reality

Sometimes I sit in the corner
And invent stories and all of them crimes
Of pretty girls kidnapped by radicals
That fall in love with them after a time

Well It’s not that I never did tell you
It’s more that should’ve just known
That once you break it you’ve bought it
And once you’ve bought it it’s breakable

At the edge of town where the street lights drown
And the highway melts into the dark
I built me a shack with a porch out the back
Where I sit and shoot bottles like question marks

Sometimes you wonder at yourself
And how it is you’re still alive
And done all them things you never thought
Like kissing ass and calling it compromise

In town at the bar there’s an exit
That leads back to something before
Pretty girls were kidnapped by radicals
That took from them all that they stood for

Well it’s not that I never did tell you
It’s more that you never did know
That once you break it you’ve bought it
And once you’ve bought it it’s breakable