Eels

Well it's a pretty bad place outside this door
I could go out there but I don't see what for
And I’m happy living here in the dark
On the edge of my mind
And it’s nobody else’s business
Now it's just me myself and the secrets that live within the walls
of the mansions of los feliz
Well the city's on fire you can smell the flesh
And the screams like dogs in the wilderness
And where all the poor souls go
Looking to mend their hearts