listen close and don't be stoned i'll be here in the morning cause i'm just floating
your cigarette still burns your messed up world will thrill me alison i'm lost
alison i said we're sinking there's nothing here but thats okay outside your room your sister's spinning but she lies and tells me she's just fine i guess she's out there somewhere
and the sailors they strike poses tv covered walls answer slowly with your talking and your pills your messed up life still thrills me alison i'm lost
alison i'll drink your wine i'll wear your clothes when we're both high alison i said were sinking but she laughs and tells me it's just fine i guess she's out there somewhere