Inside Out

Written By: Mike Viola
Mike Viola Involvement: Writer, Producer, Performer
 
 

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Lyrics


I will follow you to the end of the world
The end of the world, the end of the world
But tonight we are doomed to be here in the now
In this hotel room in a hotel towel

Inside out, inside out
You turn me inside out
Inside out, inside out
You turn me inside out 

There's a cat in heat howling in the rain
Something dead in her mouth, something still in pain
Scotch and Ambien a sticky Spanish Fly
Here she comes again when i close my eyes

Inside Out, inside out
You turn me inside out
Inside out, inside out
You turn me inside out

There is nothing routine about living and dying
Inside a machine whining and dining
Like the cows we saw when we drove up on the 5 
In a cloud of death, hamburgers and fries

Inside Out, inside out
You turn me inside out
Inside out, inside out
You turn me inside out

Inside Out, inside out
You turn me inside out
Inside out, inside out
You turn me inside out 

 

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Live at the Lizard Lounge 9-26-2009