speaking in french and smoking (a lot of) cigarettes.

Try to see the eyes of the beast
Draining power from our houses
Leading extension cords
Down the street
Sisters wrapped up in em'
Dying playing jump rope
Brothers gotta get home
But he's got his shoes melting
Asphault's turnin' tar
And that sun ain't what you thought
When it's leaving stains
All over that bright blue sky
Can't deny the lasers
When mom and dad's car
Blows up.
And a decent size head hole
Can't offer escape
From this depression
Heart attacks at the tick of the clock
Sending us hurling to our hospitals
Gettin' medications
For anxieties prone to be
Being
Sip some shaky tea
Spilling steam
On
The
Dining room
Waiting room
Table
Charts
Charts
Charts