Anisette

In a backyard, on knees
With a sickness, on knees
Car alarms and lawn mowers, on knees
Chasing cats[?] and gun shots, on knees

Face down in a sick room
Its full of poison and an antidote to fill him
With chemical beds and television sets
Flowers at the bedside
To cure him

Anisette
Anisette
Anisette
Anisette

She wraps a hopeless man with the yarns[?] of an artery
There is medicine in her hands, they become hope

Anisette
Anisette
Anisette
Anisette

Toss and turn
Toss and turn
Toss and turn
Toss and turn
Toss and turn
Toss and turn

All the faes and the killers move him down
They kill his day time and his nights are forgotten
Time flies in metal curtains[?] in the halls of his new home
Fashioned from the remnants of an old school

Face down, he's down
So down, low down
That's so down with a chance, one chance
Last chance, one chance
Reach for the ties
Fortified, untied
Hands tied, inside
Tell all the people that he's fine
So fine, he's fine, so fine
He's been thrown to the ground
One down, he's down, so down
Show him out, show him out
Show him out, show him out

Anisette
Anisette
Anisette
Anisette

Toss and turn
Toss and turn
Toss and turn
Toss and turn
Toss and turn
Toss and turn

He's down, so down
He's down, so down
One chance, last chance
One chance, last chance
He's down, so down
He's down, so down
One chance, last chance
One chance, last chance