Trauma Cat - Gray Ledge Lyrics

Sitting in the car while it rains
I am drinking from a lava lamp
Dreaming of murdering your friends
With the calm of a
Boogeyman's got his things in boxes on the porch
He's found another client and he's headed up north
You go where the work goes
They turned our favorite lot into a diner
We always thought the location was ideal
I lay my head down on the wheel
All while
Good and evil have makeup sex in the hall
Without you I'm a little less angry
But I won't forget it, no
I don't forget anything
I've got an excellent memory
Good and evil have makeup sex in the hall
Without you I'm a little less angry
But you don't regret it, no
You don't regret anything
You don't
Gray Ledge has really earned its name
And well, I walk it like a vagabond
Until it becomes another place
That I don't care about
Moving in, got my things in boxes on the porch
I'll try to close the circle if you cut me off short
This is the triumph of the real
Meanwhile
Good and evil have makeup sex in the hall
Without you I'm a little less angry
But I won't forget it, no
I don't forget anything
I've got an excellent memory
Sounds primeval but they're writhing up on the wall
The infinite and infinitesimal
And I might forget it, but
I don't regret anything
I don't
Nothing is static now
Grief is a staircase
There is no zero
Evil comes first
Nothing is static now
Grief is a staircase
There is no zero
Evil comes first

Sitting in the car while it rains
I am drinking from a lava lamp
Dreaming of murdering your friends
With the calm of a
Boogeyman's got his things in boxes on the porch
He's found another client and he's headed up north
You go where the work goes
They turned our favorite lot into a diner
We always thought the location was ideal
I lay my head down on the wheel
All while
Good and evil have makeup sex in the hall
Without you I'm a little less angry
But I won't forget it, no
I don't forget anything
I've got an excellent memory
Good and evil have makeup sex in the hall
Without you I'm a little less angry
But you don't regret it, no
You don't regret anything
You don't
Gray Ledge has really earned its name
And well, I walk it like a vagabond
Until it becomes another place
That I don't care about
Moving in, got my things in boxes on the porch
I'll try to close the circle if you cut me off short
This is the triumph of the real
Meanwhile
Good and evil have makeup sex in the hall
Without you I'm a little less angry
But I won't forget it, no
I don't forget anything
I've got an excellent memory
Sounds primeval but they're writhing up on the wall
The infinite and infinitesimal
And I might forget it, but
I don't regret anything
I don't
Nothing is static now
Grief is a staircase
There is no zero
Evil comes first
Nothing is static now
Grief is a staircase
There is no zero
Evil comes first