Uniform - Repeater

i can’t leave, head on back to the old routine

can’t we agree to leave our hands where his eyes can see

hard it’s so hard to make a case

for breaking rank, and saving face

may i, may i

desert this cursed company

who do they all think they are to be questioning

cut from the same deck of matchless faces in memory

the stars, the stars are leaving trails

a giant so jealous it bites its tail

claim and claim, it’s my first mistake

but not the first time you made it

let me take off this uniform

it’s cold and it’s wet from the storm and i need to stand down

remember me, my heart was wrapped in cellophane

and all the names of these charities

i can’t leave

head on back to the old routine

if you’re like me you don’t wait for the bell but the space between

it hurts it hurts, what i’m waiting for

does it take half an hour just to get to the door

is it me or is light coming through the eclipse

so peaceful like a migraine halo

let me take off this uniform

it’s cold and it’s wet from the storm and i need to stand down

remember me, the face that you can’t separate

from all the whores who came before

let me take off this uniform

it’s cold and it’s wet from the storm and i need to stand down

remember me, my heart was wrapped in cellophane

and all the names of these charities