1. Numb Skulls

From the recording Self-Titled Debut LP

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Running with the lights on when I show my face
Like roaches, They are both the same
You got your motives and a great disguise
I bought it, What you tried to hide

Who am I crawling under?
Whose eyes are resting on her cheeks?
I wish this all was over
We'll talk about it in our sleep

Who you got your sights on?
Who you aiming at?
If you pull that trigger, You can't take it back
No bed of roses where their taking us
The trumpet's where we all end up

Numbskulls like to talk
Out the side of their jaws
I said...