If your shower has a good amount of pressure
If you plug your ears, the water hitting your head
Sounds like a screaming school of fish
Or a crowd of people swimming from a sinking ship
I said it sounds like a screaming school of fish
Or a crowd of people swimming from a sinking ship
(Or a crowd of people swimming from a sinking ship)
Or a set of demons speaking through my leaking lips
You're no ghost and you are not salt
You're just an overactive man with a [*scream*]
Then you deserve a cut for crossing the Bay Bridge
To pick up Nosdam from the airport
I realize that my mind's made up
Maybe it's coffee that corrupts me into thinking
That the motivated and clear-headed
Peddling but I'm ready for the next leg of the track
I'm falling towards the target
Even if the bullseye is a bullet or a car wreck
I'm not dust yet and I'm not fog
I'm an unattractive man
But I got a ring on my right hand
Cause I'm a singer in a rock and roll band
It sounds pathetic
But to tell the truth
I don't regret it
I fucked your girlfriend and I'd probably do it again
You slashed my tires and I'd hope that you would do it again
I stole your records and I haven't even written them yet
I lost your number and I changed all the locks
And all I feel is guilty as I rubberneck a wreck on the highway
