Desperate Days

[Intro] [Verse 1] Cracked concrete and faded jeans Smell of rain and gasoline Static buzz on channel three Nothing’s free in this debris Dad’s old flannel, ripped and worn Another empty Sunday morn [Chorus] Desperate days in ’94 Slam the door, can’t take no more Guitar screams through broken amps Dirty hands and gutter stamps Yeah, we’re the lost, the left behind Numb and blind to hope we’ll find [Verse 2] Basement walls drip cheap regret Cigarette butts, TV set Flickers news of plastic smiles Walkin’ miles in denial aisles Momma’s pills and silent cries Reflected in these bloodshot eyes [Chorus] Desperate days in ’94 Slam the door, can’t take no more Guitar screams through broken amps Dirty hands and gutter stamps Yeah, we’re the lost, the left behind Numb and blind to hope we’ll find [Bridge] Apathy’s a warm embrace In this grey and concrete space Scratch the itch beneath the skin Where the rot begins within Can’t pretend it’s gonna mend Just a trend that has to end [Guitar Solo] [Chorus] Desperate days in ’94 Slam the door, can’t take no more Guitar screams through broken amps Dirty hands and gutter stamps Yeah, we’re the lost, the left behind Numb and blind to hope we’ll find [Outro]