Still Shaving?

This traveling is very tiring
But there’s no turn around
All my life I’ve been waiting for a kiss
From the clouds above upstairs

Here it comes pulling you under
Gaining speed every minute until
Here she comes sweating and empty
Make believe there’s something in the air

The thought’s not unknown to me
Every moment it’s on the air
Why can’t I stop and think cry anymore
I need the television

Pushing the coffin as times keeps on guessing
Prolong the collision in front of the cannon ball
Pushing the coffin with pills and a surgeon
Exploding your vision inside of a telephone
Pushing the coffin instead of just trying
To keep your heart burning that’s life in its purest form

Not sleeping just lying
On my back choking dying
From complications of comfort and ease I’m sighing
(there’s no recess a molding purchase)
I’m not sick I feel full
But I just don’t feel whole (whole)

Pushing the coffin as times keeps on guessing
Prolong the collision in front of the cannon ball
Pushing the coffin with pills and a surgeon
Exploding your vision inside of a telephone
Don’t you want to give up
Don’t you want to give

All you can I’m chasing horses around the carousel instead
There’s no time to speculate life is short if you live inside your head

Up
Don’t you want to give up
Up
Here it comes dress it up
Still undone don’t give up

Pushing the coffin as times keeps on guessing
Prolong the collision in front of the cannon ball
Pushing the coffin with pills and a surgeon
Exploding your vision inside of a telephone