27 Days

Fuses blow like favors to electric bills

With all the accessories,

All the times like those

And the times like these

I don't think anybody cares

Or sees that i'm home from my vacation.

I heard a lot of stories,

I took a lot of cold sweat naps.

The time just flew right by!

And it's been 27 days without you

And i still feel the same

Except i'm not too tired to settle down.

The ashtray on the windowsill still spins

And shakes, it's blowing smoke my way.

I'm checking locks 3,000 times

And i'll fasten myself up for another day

Flipping through dictionaries,

The pages marked in red from the paper's thread

That's tearing open fingers on specific missions

That only seem to want to reach the bottom.

And it's been 27 days without you, etc.

And it's time to put the cards down on the table.

Come on, baby, let's see what we're made.

It's been 27 days without you, etc.