Alpha Kappa Fall of Troy the Movie Part Deux (2 Disc Director's Cut)

Downstairs, halfway dead.

Suckin' down coffee from a black ol' fountain

Is your home where

you lay your head? Or where your fake swordfish is mounted?

Eyes crossed; habitually I would leave the room pre-maturely.

With a tiny little pile of dark roast grounds where I once stood

Just enough there to keep me safe

Rained-out, wrapped right up in our metaporical overpriced ponchos

Endless rides home, circling the block for the whisper of a word we didn't know how to use in a sentence.

Saw you, went home,

drank myself silly in the basement alone.

And the spiders were showing off their sense of humor on the ceiling

Spinning letters together, I read "we keep you safe."

Lost art, lost boy, watching a grown man drinking to 11 and 11 A.M.pire.

Old joy, but everything is changing even faster than it was back then.

You hold me, it feels like I am finally closing my eyes after a year and a half long day and I am tired as hell

Listen close, do you know that you keep me safe.