I move sixteen hours per mile
This town has worn out my smile

I move sixteen hours per mile
Winter has worn out its welcome
This town has worn out my smile

I move sixteen hours per mile
Swiftly come the lies i tell them
Keep her happy for a while

I move sixteen hours per mile
This town has worn out my smile

I move sixteen hours per mile
Bowl of stolen weed, it helps some
Replace anger with denial

This town has worn out my smile
Crazy boy's worn out his welcome
But still stuck here for a while

Billions of bodies
Bouncing
Bumbling
Bitching
Babbling banal boisterous bile

Every face a simulacrum
Every face a simulacrum

I move sixteen hours per mile
This town has worn out my smile