Emiliana Torrini

Anger steaming up your glasses, you've been holding parties all your life.
Course its long gone down, you're still hanging around.
It's not over till it starts again.
Ha ha ha!
Hear me laughing! Ha ha ha!
Ha ha ha! It died out long ago.
Did you hear me laughing in your head, when I saw you stuck in a rut again?
Oh that drink went down smoothly, just like the one before the last you had.
Questions I have answered, you are still asking yourself again.
Passed-out in the gutter, worn-out in your head your voices aren't clear enough after all.