Hit lyrics

A conversation after a long day of sidewalk aggrivations the sky was loveless from the ground up she's like neon signs and coffee special personalities television education mechanical romance hit me in the forehead a missle misdirected is a pain which is protection against ever becoming part of the painfully obvious problem obviously you, me, someone, somebody has their fingers crossed instinctually a conversation about forgetting what it's like to be touched falling asleep on your stomach sharing dreams of acidic indigestion we question in the morning is this nauseous rendition of life beyond this position hit me in the forehead a missle misdirected is a pain which is protection against ever becoming part of the painfully obvious problem obviously you, me, someone, somebody has their fingers crossed instinctually