Don’t Look Down - Live on KBOO Heatmiser

Keeping me in the dark
Behind my back in my backyard
Shaking my hand, stealing my seat
Keeping me quiet, alone, and incomplete

I don't know if she can resist
I shiver when she sees me kissed
She's got a rented tux preserved in gin
She draws the line, he's a fine specimen
A fine
Fine

Don't look down you don't cast a shadow
Peter Pan gets the baseball bat
You're a fraction of your good-looking cousin
Why can't you be like that?

Never been done and we’re taking bets
Pockets bulge but they’re riddled with debt
Holding our heads under the bomb
Dropping like flies and pocketed like loose change
So they can't hear you complain
So they can't hear you complain

Coach, father, president, and God said
Gonna leave you black and blue
Wouldn't want you to be misled
No one will recognize you