Middle Eight (2)

Middle Eight (2)

Middle Eight
If tomorrow hits you sideways and you want to disappear
Play this in your headphones and pretend we’re all still here
I’ll be in your corner swearing loudly, “fuck the dark
come as you are, ” You’re invited back to misfit heaven
no dress code, no cover
just a wide open door at this bar.

Last call for misfit heaven, but the music never ends
Every laugh and every breakdown lives in all my messy friends
If you’re out there feeling useless, wrong
too strange to ever fit, Last call for misfit heaven
but the truth is this is it.

We don’t need their perfect paradise with golden gates and spotless skies
We’ve got cracked streets, loud songs, dirty jokes
and honest eyes, If there’s a god up there
they better love our fucked-up show
Last call for misfit heaven
see you next night down below.