Pals

Chewing on trash, fluorescent blues
Don't eat the food, don't even move
Just get on your way

Didn't put up a fight, didn't even try
Just sat and waited, completely fleeced
And baited, but no, no, sir

Pals through and through
Huddled in a violent room
Carving on the wall
With broken fingernails laying on the floor
A toilet with no door

In the unknown, when I get lonesome
Somehow you help me feel, man, I feel
Pals through and through

Pals through and through
Huddled in a violent room
Carving on the wall
With broken fingernails laying on the floor
A toilet with no door

Oh oh oh oh oh