Vagabond Soul

Place

coke in your nose drink in your hand
placate with a smile then pilot away
oh give me the sun give me free pills
vacate my heart so desperate and cruel
my nefarious pet with ill-mannered supply
an ascetic touch and inflicted past
I'm gonna do nothing -- maybe watch TV
when you get home we'll fight believe me
you best believe me you better believe me
this crushing betrayal enslaved to your doubts
you radiate distress as the mirth walks out
barren by waste that bruise on your face
quenched from within christ I feel so out of
place feel so out of place

feel so out of place
feel so out of place
feel so out of place