72 Day Street by Andrew Sblendorio Lyrics

This seat feels warm
I jot down a few lines
Think for a minute, tell my feet to move on

Write letters to my family, detailing how I've been
I sip down my confidence; My coffee burns my tongue

So I fucked up today, and that's ok, that's ok
A string around my taste buds
Says I feel fine, I feel free, what more can you ask of me?
I feel fine, I feel free, what more can you ask of me?

The cold burns through my jeans, but my desire keeps me warm
The wind cracks my lips my fingernails but I know you know I'm coming fast and I'm coming for you

So stay awake, I know you've been coming down
Sing me a new song, says I feel fine, I feel free, what more can you ask of me
I feel fine, I feel free, what more can you ask of me?

The lights go out, I'm fumbling, tripping all over myself
I search I search I search I scream oh god if you're there please, please save me
Never never ask again, the walls sign back as I bash my head to avoid the attack
I collapse to the ground, as space envelopes the sound and a cry, she says hey it's fucking dark down here
I feel fine, I feel free, what more can you ask of me
I feel fine, I feel free, what more can you ask of me?