White Bear - Late Night Alumni

Pillars of white light

Hot like a dull knife

Smoking like dry ice

Counting to five, then ten

Sudden slow dive

Chasing a high

I can feel it waiting underneath my eyes

If you think you need

Something to hide

You can take it over, you can always borrow one of mine

Weak, softly in the knees

It’s one of these, separate the colors

I can’t see, running on my skin

Pushing pins in, oh so slowly

Sway side to side

Waiting to strike

I can feel it boiling underneath my eyes

If you think you need

Something to hide

You can take it over, you can always borrow one of mine

Sway side to side

Waiting to strike

I can feel it boiling underneath my eyes

If you think you need

Something to hide

You can take it over, you can always borrow one of mine