Lyrics Fickle Friends

Fickle Friends

Yeah Yeah Yeah

Limbo

Is a weird place to be

Full of empty pages

And idiosyncrasies

Shouting in the grand canyon

Hearing my own voice

Echoing echoing echoing

What's the point

Too much

Too much time to compare

Can't stop fucking about

And laying in my underwear

Shouting in the grand canyon

Hearing my own voice

Echoing echoing echoing

What is the point

Where is my purpose

These days are endless

Counting them one by one

End of the month

What have I done

Nobody needs me

Nobody wants me

Or knows I'm

Losing it

And it sounds like

I'm going wild going crazy

Getting a fever from the headache, yeah

I can't ignore the inner voices

Echoing echoing echo

And it sounds like

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah...

My head

Is a dark place to be

Full of big black holes

Tornados spiralling

Shouting in the grand canyon

Hearing my own voice

Echoing echoing echoing

What is the point

Where is my purpose

These days are endless

Counting them one by one

End of the month

What have I done

Nobody needs me

Nobody wants me

Or knows I'm

Losing it

And it sounds like

I'm going wild going crazy

Getting a fever from the headache, yeah

I can't ignore the inner voices

Echoing echoing echo

And it sounds like

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah...