作词 : Radio 4
Suburbia - Climb out the window to the street 
Flock to the animals on the corner while they feed 
Sell off your soul for a chance to be freed 
Brush off the want and you give in to the need 
Always the ones that no one ever thinks 
5 am and we rush back from the scene 
Visions of comfort too far for the eye to see 
Hold back the tears was the promise forced to keep 
If I cant see you soon then I'll meet you in my dreams 
Slowly heading down to New Orleans 
Always running 
Coming up empty 
Carried him home, a broken sack of bones 
The stink of stale beer worn like a cheap cologne 
Make the morning round of apologies 
Smoke too many cigarettes cant recollect anything 
Never wanted to hurt any one 
Always running 
Coming up empty