Lyrics:

Balcony in el pasoCigarette butts grace my balconyAnd the remains of a dead pigeon seem somewhat poeticThe life form
that scurries around belowIs a misture of tex-mex and trailer park trashI know you - 'cause i used to live here, tooGuess t
hat makes you just like meThat make you wonder about yourself?I don't know whyI'm here but i can't stayThe more things cha
ngeThe more they stay the strangeSittin' here on this planeWatchin' the empty faces crawl past meYou know they all seem to
have ingestedThat same melancholy pillInstead of warm, fuzzy and safeThey seem cold and judgmentalLittle conversations com
e in and out of audio focusIt's all in slow motion but somehow moving at theSpeed of fearI feel such the animal, i'm alwa
ys the animalMy body's the cage - i'm locked in this cageMy home is worn, it's torn, it's been abusedAnd i like it(chorus)
Here i sit in another hotel and it smells like someone elseI lay in bed and i can taste the smellThey smell of smoke, the d
rink, the stinkAnd the stain on the floorI wonder was he with his wife?Or another man's whoreScratches upon the glassTell
of the drugs and the radioIs still on to the music that made them danceI bet it was sweetBut me?Fuck man i gotta get some s
leep