Under the Mountain

Never a heaven an age old question
Written from a cold place
I gotta feel sour, I need a shower
Or just a slap in the faceCircumstance has left romance
And a puzzle in front of me
Who knows the ending
If the truth need bending
A lie is the tool that you'll needSo, I'm under a mountain
Stuck to this mattress
Perfume and ValiumWhat makes a Sunday different from Monday
Could be a look in her eyes
In need of flattery she changes batteries
So that her light will still shineThe words she utters, either flow or they stutters
They're either silly or wise
Anger with concern but never to yearn
Only to be by your sideSo, I'm under a mountain
Stuck to this mattress
Perfume and Valium yeahLay down with number 13
It's a cold gray shame
Lay down with number 13
It's a cold gray shameSo, I'm under a mountain
Stuck to this mattress
Perfume and Valium
Oh what a lovely contractionSo, I'm under a mountain
Stuck to this mattress
Perfume and Valium oh