under a mountain

Lyrics

never a heaven an age old question, written from a cold place, i feel sour i need a shower, or just a slap in the face, circumstance has left romance, and a puzzle in front of me, who knows the ending, if the truth need, bending, a lie is the tool that you'll need, so i'm under a mountain, stuck to this mattress, perfume and valium, what makes a sunday different from monday, could be a look in her eyes, in need of flattery she changes batteries, so that her light will shine, the words she utters either so flows or, stutters, they're either silly or wise, anger with concern, but never to yearn, only to be by your side, lay down with number 13, its a cold gray shame