White Noise

Well its pissing rain, in on my head again

You know its pelting pain, I know my mind's made

I'm gonna die in the rush like a gleaming kid

And I've learned, the older you get

You're either wild and dying, or boring and blessed

Tonight I'm natures bullet shooting shambles from a gleaming sin

White noise, white noise

I smoke my cigarettes to feel the burn

It's kind of nice feeling something that you've earned

Just turn off the lights, and burn in the dark with a dart

I'm west bound, bloody and proud

A secret choice ain't a secret now

You gotta roll with the punches

And pull with your pride to pull it out

White noise, white noise

White noise, white noise

White noise, white noise

And I got the feeling again