Apostate

The city moves slow when you’ve got no place to go

In the lazy spread of evening light

Summer running through my mind, I should get a job and try

But baby’s got no appetite

And only in my dreams can I escape

From living in a mire of pure passé

I try to forge a path and keep the faith

But baby I’m an apostate

I know what I need –– eat the rich and let ‘em bleed

But it’s a thrill to do nothing at all

Another meek day on my way

To a week that passes by in a blur

But if it’s up to me I know what I’d prefer

And only in my dreams can I escape

From living in a mire of pure passé

I try to forge a path and keep the faith

But baby I’m an apostate

Cross my heart

I hope and pray

It’s looking like a wasted day

Off the scene

Sertraline

It’s hard to remember

How it feels to be

In the green

Lord knows what the bank has seen lately

But I could change it all if I would only try

And only in my dreams can I escape

From living in a mire of pure passé

I try to forge a path and keep the faith

But baby I’m an apostate