TIMESHARES LYRICS

"Who's Going To Watch You Through The Witching Hour?"

She likes to call it a sickness.
Her kindness comes and leaves with an equal swiftness,
and it's never my business 'til the phone rings at 3 AM.
And she says it's got to be, "something wrong with my machinery."
She's raging autonomy in all of its unfurled glory.
She's my favorite answer to the question,
"Who doesn't like a good cocaine story?"
Let's lay down the hands of resistance,
I'd like to make up the difference.

Were you scared shitless for a little while?
Forced to bear witness and fake a smile?
Don't bury your madness for these fucking cowards.
Who's going to watch you through the witching hour?

My girl likes to wake up most nights around the same time
but she's not really mine.

Just to lie in the eye of your storm while
all around us it's raging.
And it's cool, 'cause mine does too.
I've been waking up in some awful places,
next to different faces
and they're not much more welcoming
She's raging autonomy in all of its unfurled glory.
I've seen it stifled once before
I'd like to be a different story.
Can we lay down the hands of resistance?

Were you scared shitless for a little while?
Forced to bear witness and fake a smile?
Don't bury your madness for these fucking cowards.
I want to watch you through the witching hour.
I want to watch you.

My girl likes to wake up most nights around the same time
but she's not really mine.

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