Lyrics:

Living in a cage, washing in a bird bath
Sinking in a fishbowl on a broken farm
I try to never lie, I really do
I wonder if my friends will get me through
Conscious of the way, as best we can
17 ways to kill a man

States we've been through

Killing nostalgia for future swims
Trash all your bridges, kill the rock and roll thing
I want to move on with no complaints
Building our walls with yesterday
Might as well shine before you slide
Might as well live before you die

States we've been through
Talkin' 'bout
States we've been through
Talkin' 'bout
States, states
Talkin' 'bout

A whole lot of emptiness

Living in a state of constant changing
A river of flux for our tasting
I try to never lie, I really do
I wonder if my friends will get me through
It always seems to rain when you leave
I try to stem the flow as we bleed

States we've been through
Talkin' 'bout
States, states
Talkin' 'bout
States, states