Kiss The Floor - The Afghan Whigs

Hypnotized by this endless summer

Filled with nothing i keep with me

Won’t let them take this nothing from me

Won’t let you waste my time for me

I’ve been a good boy so give it to me

And keep your brothers away from me

They know i took it

They’re coming for me

Now i can hear them following

We had talked about it for days

It’s not supposed to happen this way

Don’t believe it’s getting cold

Don’t suppose i’m getting bold

Shove my head against the door

Crawl inside and kiss the floor

Waiting for the sun again

Drink it smoke it stick it in

If i was going down

Taking everybody else around

If i was going down