The Rabbit Hole (disillusioned Youth) Lyrics - Pulp - The Seasons

Lighting up a cigarette while walking on the ashes of a dream 

I push away the angle and I spoke it with the devil cause i'm free 

Nothing's ever stronger than not one that she desires you can't scratch 

The actions and the reasons emerge and disappear all in a flash 

Like a reflex kick of bended knee 

I think something I can't break free 

Fine I get the big point quick flick of the coin 

I'm tired of running from when I check 

Just cut me some slack and I will come back 

Over and over again 

You can be weak or be strong the problem is the same when you fall 

And all those conversations that you'll never have will never fix it all 

Cause nothing's ever useful in a dream 

That you've just had but can't recall 

When fantasies forbidden its harder to decide where to sing the eight ball 

Fine I get the big point quick flick of the coin 

I'm tired of running from when I check 

Just cut me some slack and I will come back 

Over and over again 

It could be nice but still we don't know the truth 

It gets hot and cold in the rabbit hole 

It could be nice but still we don't know the truth 

We found heart and soul in the rabbit hole 

We don't know the truth 

We can't see 

The disillusioned youth 

We don't know the truth (we don't) 

Disillusioned youth 

Fine I get the big point quick flick of the coin 

Over and over again