Rocking Chair

I'm sitting on the rocking chair by the side of the house
Where street light stars and all the highway stars
Claps and clings on your window
I'll be so neat, this face I meet seems so tight there
These sounds will disappear

I'm crazy, one day you'll still be
Not sleeping home, but after me
In the months at home, I burn it up all before
If I drink some more, well, I think I might drown
Sleeping the sounds as my audi burns out
Find the devil inside me and he burned down

We dared in the corner round, shiver at the sight
Finally looking out through this propane eyes
Our stringed clothes, put me aside
Now I slowly die for my sin, swallow my sin whole
As the ringing burns the wall

I'm crazy, one day you'll still be
Not sleeping home, but after me
In the months at home, I burn it up all before
If I drink some more, well, I think I might drown
Sleeping the sounds as my audi burns out
Find the devil inside me and mail him back down