Everyone's Asleep in the House but Me

Everyone's Asleep in the House - Owen

Everyone's asleep in the house but me

They've long since caved in to the promise of dreams

Everyone's asleep

Suspending reality

I'm trying to walk a straight line

but it's so hard with these crossed eyes...

Everyone's asleep while I wrestle with the heat

This aging sweat silhouette knows that the deviant in me wants to go out

I've a thirst for skirts and hell to raise

Won't someone sing into my mouth?

I'll do the same

But I'm killing time in a ghost town

Dim lights and dull sounds

This is what it's like to be dead and leave behind

little more than a stain in the carpet