Kids Of The K-Hole
Everybody needs some time away
just stuck in the k-hole again
an 18 hour holiday
just stuck in the k-hole again, just once again
Mrs. Kitty Ketamine your perseverance may
outlast my ambition to go home
infatuation with your dark side I obey
forbidden pleasures, I have grown to love/loath
somewhere between eden and north utopia
somewhere between the astral plain
I've taken residence on symbaritic soil
you won't be seeing me again
you won't be seeing me again
dropping crumbs flying thumbs
won't help me get back home
the home is where the heart is, I've been told
'cause I promised my heart to her
she cooked it medium well
then proceeded to swallow it whole
it may sound good to you
it may sound oh so wrong
just stuck in the k-hole again
winter's broken summer's gone
just stuck in the k-hole again
just once again