the darkwave demo - lot lizards

Under a truck stop sky In the shadow of the Rockies Flat on our backs Beneath a rusty relic You try to fix the thing While I keep an eye on our stuff 'cause the lot lizards Are out tonight Trying to turn a trick To buy the next fix There's not much else To do 'round here One has our number Says she sees our souls Through her teeth and their rotten little dreams There's not much else To do 'round here Diesel wind hums low Neon flickers half alive Coffee gone cold In a cracked white cup beside us You wipe your hands clean On a rag that’s seen too much I hear footsteps in the gravel Getting closer than they should She laughs through broken lines Says she’s been here all her life Knows the names we never gave To the things we try to hide We don’t say a word Just let the silence do its work There's not much else To do 'round here