Rusty [Acoustic]

Vacantly stood with these glazed eyes looking down
Blurred lines bubble in my cup, think I’m fizzing out
Well I don’t hear a sound as I’m reaching to you
I’m not looking for the fix that I got used to

I get a little
Rusty

So won’t you spare me some time
Doesn’t it destroy your soul like it does mine?
When nothing that we do is fine
Every high we get the lie that says the water’s turned into wine
Well I’ve been twisting out
I’ve been twisting out the screws
I’m not looking for the fix that I got used to

I get a little
Rusty

Chasing rabbits down holes there’s a Cheshire watching me
The yellow brick road, to nowhere I know, is where I go
Seen the road, seen the road, seen the road
Lead to nowhere before