Big One - Louden Swain

Where have you been debutante?

Your eyes are painted shut

The culprit is the glossy wand

You used when you made up

That pretty face replaced something

Knuckles buried deep within

The grip of a six pack

The ice reminds you of the very urge your pushing back

There’s a burning but you need it so

There’s a raincloud and it’s heading back my way

There’s a valley where they’re giving out heartbreak

I’m on high ground but I tell you I’m sliding down

And here I am just watching all

The walkers and their dogs

Hiding in plain sight like a good sentry of the smog

Invisible to only those who see, me

There’s a raincloud and it’s heading back my way

There’s a valley where they’re giving out heartbreak

Intoxicated, 'cause I’m thinking about her face

And it’s quiet when the big one starts to quake

And it’s quiet, when the big one starts to shake

It’s all quiet when the big one starts to shake