The Sinking Feeling

All my books lay on the table waitin' to unfold. I sit & stare at my reflection while the darkness chills my bones. My head fills like a junk shop - - in desperate need of repair. The path of least resistance leads to the garbage heap of despair. (I think I'd better get back in bed!) "I'm just a symptom of the moral decay that's gnawing at the heart of the country" [x2] You can't destroy your problems - by destroying yourself, DEATH is not the answer, for your soul may burn in hell My memory, my fond deceiver - - is turning all my past into pain. While I'm being raped by progress - Tomorrow's world is here to stay. (They wouldn't have it any other way) "I'm just a symptom of the moral decay that's gnawing at the heart of the country" [x4] Jeremy Meek - ba*s guitar Matt Johnson - synths, instruments, percussion, vocals