White Noise

Well its pissing rain, in on my head again
You know its pelting pain, I know my mind's made
I'm gonna die in the rush like a gleaming kid

And I've learned, the older you get
You're either wild and dying, or boring and blessed
Tonight I'm natures bullet shooting shambles from a gleaming sin

White noise, white noise

I smoke my cigarettes to feel the burn
It's kind of nice feeling something that you've earned
Just turn off the lights, and burn in the dark with a dart

I'm west bound, bloody and proud
A secret choice ain't a secret now
You gotta roll with the punches
And pull with your pride to pull it out

White noise, white noise
White noise, white noise
White noise, white noise

And I got the feeling again