Buried By The Buzz - Kevin Devine

I got a sweet tooth sunk in a soft spot

That busts my jaw loose and makes my mouth rot

I caught a bad break, the same one you caught

That turned your hair white and choked your breath off

I’m buried by the buzz of a year gone numb

I found gossip in the ivy that’s been swallowing my house

And I found bones in the foundation that I’m just picking out now

So, I’m buried by the buzz of a year gone numb

I got a fistful of shattered seashells

That scream like soldiers stuck down an oil well

I saw a bad sign lit up like Broadway

And I watched my head spin

And I heard my voice shake

«I'm buried by the buzz of a year gone numb.»

I found trouble in the ghost town that I’ve been building with my hands

But I found comfort in the snowstorm that I’ve been piling on my past

So, I’m buried by the buzz of a year gone numb

I’m buried by the buzz of a year gone numb

I see symptoms of a sickness in every stranger on the street

And I see danger in the distances speeding straight for you and me

So, I’m buried by the buzz of a year gone numb