Burning Heads

dust in my house is piling up,
spiders on my bed, i cant sleep,
im talking to bottles about love and hate,
making bottle talk.
down in your club, spending my dimes,
what a steal sucking down, my friend on tap,
i was looking for friendship,
but all i got is a headache.
drunk in your club? couldve seen it coming,
i wasnt looking for trouble but for a friend.
you let me in,
to feed my soul,
but now its time,
you kick me out,
youre just living,
on peoples pain,
it only numbs,
the pain remains.
banned from your club,
but im feeling so free,
theres no solution,
in your house now i see.
[ The Club Lyrics ]