The Calming Collection
Chris Cresswell / The Flatliners
Collect your head, collect yourself, collect your severance
What on earth will you tell the wife and kids?
You pace the hallway until your paranoia peels off your feet
We're only flesh and bone
In disbelief you'll see so clearly
You'll never feel it coming
I'll see you there on the hinge of your life decision
Are we going nowhere til we're gone?
Shaking in our great collapse
We are the calming collection
Just breathe in and out with me
Can we escape the effigies?
Penniless isn't worthlessness
So just for now spare your tears of your empty pockets