Bob Mould - Nemeses Are Laughing Lyrics
When you're feeling emptyFragile, hungry and stonedSweet cinnamon spiceAnd then you're on your ownRetracing footsteps of my younger daysHold on, rearview mirror lies in the hazeA dark thought gets caughtAt the bottom of the seaIt's all wrong, play alongWould you be my enemy?Hummingbirds are alwaysHours away from deathThe smell of deep depressionAnd feathers on your breathNemeses are laughingThere's nowhere left to goAnd everything's collapsingThe world I used to know