Horn Line

So long, I’m staying homeless than leaving
Anxious more often than looking alive
Stoned more than feeling, drunk more than sleeping
Too loud in Sweden, they turned off the lights

Can I take a piece of you

Swerving through mountains after the night shift?
Pull off in traffic and let me outside
Carelessly plant it, sleep mask and wishing
Turn into something, don’t let it die

Can I take a piece of you ‘cross the state line
Like the rhythm steals my body, like the summer steals my mind?
The feeling that follows you from a past life
When you lose it in a moment, can you tell yourself it’s fine?

Pictures of toilets across the planet
Stuff this in your pocket and wait in the line
To trade it for chocolates, cough drops, some weird chips
Coffee or something, I don’t have the time

Can I take a piece of you ‘cross the state line
Like the rhythm steals my body, like the summer steals my mind?
The feeling that follows you from a past life
When you lose it in a moment, can you tell yourself it’s fine?
It’s fine, it’s fine, it’s fine, it’s fine, it’s fine, it’s fine, it’s fine, yeah