Complaints - Sweet Cobra

Lights down

It tries to cast a spell

Ramble on and on and on

The shit won’t stop ‘til the lights come up again

I won’t hear your complaints

You won’t lodge them here

I won’t hear your complaints

Wake up

Don’t drag us in and down

I’ve seen them try to swim and drown

Glass topped off and your lungs hold air again, for now

I won’t hear your complaints

You won’t lodge them here

I won’t hear your complaints

I sit by and watch him fade as you nod your limp and gait

Complaints

I won’t hear your complaints

You won’t lodge them here

I won’t hear your complaints

Bombs away