Interpret:

Metric

Album:

Static Anonymity

Floating the room 
Two by two 
From the womb 
To the holiday 
There is no holiday 
First double-cross her heart 
He wants to start a family 
Needing something to go on 


If she weren't writing in blood 
She'd bring him her jokes 
A new liver 
And a shovel for the mud 
If he were not knee-deep in mud 
He'd bring her his drugs 
He'd get her a typewriter 


If this is the life 
Why does it feel so good to die today? 
Blue to gray 
Grow up and blow away... 


If this is the life 
Why does it feel so good to die today? 
Blue to gray 
Grow up and blow away... 


Nobody knows which street to take 
He took the easy way 
What was the easy way? 
First double-cross her heart 
He wants to start a family 
She always thought she would not. 


If she weren't writing in blood 
She'd bring him her jokes 
A new liver 
And a shovel for the mud 
If he were not knee-deep in mud 
He'd bring her his drugs 
He'd get her a typewriter 


If this is the life 
Why does it feel so good to die today? 
Blue to gray 
Grow up and blow away... 


If this is the life 
Why does it feel so good to die today? 
Blue to gray 
Grow up and blow away... 


First double-cross her heart 
He wants to start a family 
Her body is the baby. 


If this is the life 
Why does it feel so good to die today? 
Blue to gray 
Grow up and blow away... 


If this is the life 
Why does it feel so good to die today? 
Blue to gray 
Grow up and blow away... 


Blue to gray 
Grow up and blow away... 
Blue to gray 
Grow up and blow away... 
Blue to gray 
Grow up and blow away... 
Blue to gray 
Grow up and blow away...