Half Mile - Mutts

Woke up today, I woke up awake

Turns out the end of the world wasn’t another fake

I’ve slept through an apocalypse crying in my time

But this one was for me, no it wasn’t for you;

it’s mine

Half a mile from Memphis, twice as far from piece of mind

Branches fumble leaves in tired Tennessee sunshine

I’m mulling over last night’s sin;

she stitched lion on my pillow

Now I’m a mouse again

I was hailing a cab, she was hailing a cab

But all these neon lights make my girl look so drab…

We got helium kisses, we can rise above

The windy pissers using, their lips for love (for why?)