Into Everything Lyrics - Silver - Moist

Quarter slot, the pictures hot 

You can be so damn ugly 

Flickering is sickening the show 

Sexual intellectual 

Feel so raw, makes me crazy 

Pocket full of quarters left to go 

I said I'm fine, work the line 

Punch the clock, it never meant that much 

Wake up, wake up, it's here again 

Whiskey shot, drink it up 

One more bottle just wash the cut away 

Into everything 

My wife's alone, the kids at home 

She can be so damn ugly 

Her face is blurred without a word to say 

I spray the dream with gasoline 

Just one match be so easy 

Splatterings of you along the way 

I said I'm find, work the line 

Punch the clock, it never meant that much 

Wake up, wake up, it's here again 

On a whim stole the the car 

Heard a shot ring out, it seemed so far away 

Into everything