Vapid Adolescent Blues

We sat down by the river that cuts the city in two Film stars for security cameras, vapid adolescent blues You told me your secrets, I didn't tell you mine You may be beautiful But there's swastikas spinning in your eyes I'd rather be anywhere but here I see smoke in the distance Weighs on me like a hex Spread yourself with your fingers Let me pay my respects Hold my head in place And I'll hide my face And you'll feel my mouth in your most sacred place I'd rather be anywhere I'd rather be anywhere, but Nowhere, I'd rather be Nowhere, I'd rather be Nowhere, I'd rather be Nowhere, I'd rather be The bottle, the minutes, the seconds, the daughters The payphones, the lies, the boredom, the slaughter The world would collapse The world would collapse Arch your back, just arch your back I'd rather be anywhere but here I followed my own compass Didn't care where it leads Dirty rivers of central London, the Ganges burning steam In this moment, time means nothing but the pulse beating in my wrist Half drunk in far away places where days of the week are just words on a list I'd rather be anywhere I'd rather be anywhere, but Nowhere, I'd rather be Nowhere, I'd rather be Nowhere, I'd rather be Nowhere, I'd rather be There's blood on the wind (There's blood on the wind) There's blood on the tracks (There's blood on the tracks) There's blood on my hands (There's blood on my hands) I can't take it back (I can't take it back) Nowhere, I'd rather be