Over (feat. Sarah Pellicano)

Is there anybody outside I take a look but there is no one here Is there anybody inside How the hell did they all disappear It's alright, I'll just reunite with this mulled wine This table of dregs is a gold mine And it's all mine, all mine, it's all mine I get to it Empowered when I drink and devour the wet fluid Some of it is watery bodied and effluent Who brings a bottle of Bombay and not bother to get through it I'm pulling out my iphone, reading with one eye closed Leaning on a light post, but there is no light post. Shit Suddenly I'm grounded a little dumbfounded How everything amounted to this? I land in a puddle of crushed cans and goon Cardboard cartons; a drunk man's cocoon Maybe they'll awake me at dusk, 10, or noon Prodding at body with dustpan and broom Laying on my back what's that catching my eye? That's a silver pillow that's refracting the light And you were thinking cushion as I raise my head But I raise it to my lips instead And take a drink coz Don't wanna leave 'till it's over Just don't believe that it's over Oh no, I'll stumble on my feet until it's over Then I'll go Don't wanna leave 'till it's over Just don't believe that it's over Oh no, I'll stumble on my feet until it's over Then I'll go Then I'll go Then I'll go Then I'll go You know there's something quite wrong Your the only one dancing when the ugly lights on And the DJ left. It's somethin' like, dawn And your still waiting for him to bump the right song That's what's up! Red plastic cup palaces Passion pop, blunt ash and imbalances A loner standing over dystopian landscapes Too broken to act straight. Too sober to tempt fate I'm hoping for a moment, a groan or a handshake I'm tripping over loners all over the damn place I'm floating over stoners on opium pancakes And oceans of lamp shades still broken from fan blades I paddle to an island that I find in the kitchen Where we had prior conversations about life and religion Listen! Take it with a grain, we was as high as a pigeon On the roof. Talking to the morning sky if it'll listen Is there anybody, anybody outside? Ain't nobody hit back. I wonder why is that? Could it be the fact that it was over when the ship sank? Circling the wreckage like a fish in a fish tank And it's so sad and profoundly wrong To see the circus, when the crowds are gone To see the last clown, with his powder worn On to the next town and a thousand more singing Is there anybody outside I take a look but there is no one here Is there anybody inside How the hell did they all disappear It's alright, I'll just reunite with this mulled wine This table of dregs is a gold mine And it's all mine, all mine, it's all mine Don't wanna leave 'till it's over Just don't believe that it's over Oh no, I'll stumble on my feet until it's over Then I'll go Don't wanna leave 'till it's over Just don't believe that it's over Oh no, I'll stumble on my feet until it's over Then I'll go Then I'll go Then I'll go Then I'll go