Hourglass - At The Drive-In

sucks me in, taking a ride

and i’m wishing for the satellite

grabbing vein pulling down on the radio

laughing at the face that’s bending down

i’m all alone so far up here

and my oxygen’s all gone

bend the metal

my glory box has failed

we’re rocking in our reclining chairs

drive away that car

that brought us all this harm

those are the pieces of my story line

i’m all alone so far up here

and my oxygen’s all gone

truly stressing realization

i wish i was an astronaut

eight hour bitterness all for whose sake

stain glass sunday school charades