Kitchen

I was feeling so tired
Slept through the entire
Party, I'm partly
Awake and asleep

Still tasting the vomit
I felt so fucking nauseous
Passed out in the toilet
Just for a couple seconds

Picking up the broken glass
On the kitchen floor
Looking at a photograph
Of myself that i've never seen before

The door's cracked open
Feel the draft coming in
The wind blows me away
Into some place I've never been

But I think it's gonna shut
As I'm sat here remembering
My hands under the kitchеn sink
I feel the blood spilling in

Picking up the broken glass
On thе kitchen floor
Looking at a photograph
Of myself that I've never seen before

Culling myself into somebody now
And the face on the back
Of my head's turning round
These days are just fading away
And I want them to stay right here
I want them to stay