The Last Kiss

I'm here today, just like every yesterday
heavy heat, and the sheets stick to my skin,
Can't get away from nothingness
I try to get up but I have to give in, 
To the force that's keeping me down
I overcome the gravity I look outside, 
A cat cries out, trapped upon a window sill
but it's crying's drowned out by my screaming inside

WHAT WILL IT TAKE? 
I wonder what it's like exposed outside, would I be safe?,
WHEN WILL IT BREAK?
Try to look out, I see reflection I just want to break

Sirens moan, they're forever crying 
someones probably dying, the sound sticks inside my head,
Talk to myself, I'm company
but who is to say if nothing is said?,
Two windows stare back at me
three stories high and nothing is new,
And I may sit, but someday I'll stand
I'll muster up the will, fire myself through

WHAT WILL IT TAKE? 
I wonder what it's like exposed outside, would I be safe?,
WHEN WILL IT BREAK?
Try to look out, I see reflection I just want to break

WHAT WILL IT TAKE? 
I wonder what it's like exposed outside, would I be safe?,
WHEN WILL IT BREAK?
Try to look out, I see reflection I just want to break

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'VERY PROUD OF YA' FOOT NOTES:
Vocals: Davey Havok
Drums: Adam Carson
Guitar: Markus Stopholese
Bass: Geoff Kresge


"Fishbowl" can also be found on 'Pushead's Bacteria Sour Vol. 1 7"'