Northside, The L&L, And My Number Of Crappy Apartments Lyrics

Snow piled on tables, upon scales, into bags
Late night beer and smoke, too sleepy and awake
crazy eyes over eggs, crazy eyes like mine
cloths from a streetcart, too much beer for the time at hand
night time passed by me again

phone calls that should never be made
phone calls that speed last night into today
So, where will you be in ten years?
This is the part where you don't say, "right here"

Smoking pain's a pang beneath the left ribcage.
Gasping idle breathing
Burning to these thoughts of leaving
Was it cold hands gripping fears of being all alone in the world when I got there?
I'm choking in my sleep!
Fostered aching tension
Demented bruised inventions
Unbelievable, burnt out and seasonalLawrence Arms - Northside, The L&L, And My Number Of Crappy Apartments - http://motolyrics.com/lawrence-arms/northside-the-l-and-l-and-my-number-of-crappy-apartments-lyrics.html
and I've been saying this for years.
Packing bags, not cleaning all of last night's empty beers.

A war of words waged by the faithless
Screaming in deep sleep
Unjustifiable stagnation

So, where will I be in ten years?
hopefully I won't be here!

So, where will I be in ten years?
Nose and eyes betray
So, where will I be in ten years?
You never did believe me
So, where will I be in ten years?
under my own skin

This is the part where you don't say!
This is the part where you don't stay!