Low Times In High Fidelity

On any other day than this I might recall, the words to make you feel better
and spin the waves of the record known by heart
I’ve tried to fool myself to sleep so many nights I fear I may never wake up
A moonlight trance
I drank the drink-me, ate the eat-me, played the cards against the queen and still I’m still down, I’m still down

Make you think, that you’re nothing, hanging around with the no ones
Low Times in High Fidelity

A volume filled with ignorance, dog-eared every page, and read it cover to cover
And waste my time with all these pointless lost pursuits
We’re crowded in shoulder to shoulder across the vast open expanse and can’t stand out, I can’t stand out
It’s so apparent now I’m older, may as well enjoy the view on the way down, on the way down