Nixon:Circle
From Louisville Punk/Hardcore History
I built my altar at the foot of complication. So all I offer up are lies to penetrate. (Seems like we're circling awful close.) And we're coming down.. Oh, we're coming down. The best times of my life I measure in convultions, because I'm the king of desperation and regret. (Seems like we're circling awful close.) And we're coming down... Oh, we're coming down. I wish this was the only time I've preyed on something young and defenseless. But it's not. "You blind me with the lighthouse; Hiding in your state. I'm seeing spots. My mind is ripe with hallucinations. I'm seeing spots. You've got me circling awful close." This is all we have. This is all we are. What can we do? So; down. We're coming down.
(lyrics by Matt Haas).