The Analogues Sideshow、The Analogues - Nothing Can Hurt Me Today

The house is a mess and so is my mind
My clothes and thoughts are scattered around
They need to be cleared and locked in a safe
But the key is nowhere to be found

There's dust in the corners and clouds in my head
The weather looks dismal and grey
My pockets are empty and bills piling up
But nothing can hurt me today
No nothing can hurt me today

Now you are the picker of my pocket
It's true, searching for words to explain
Now you are the filler of my socket
Now it's true, nothing can hurt me today
No nothing can hurt me today

The sight of my window kicked out of its frame
Sometimes I feel I'm lost in a haze
Undone by the thought of my stolen guitars
But nothing can hurt me today
No nothing can hurt me today

Now you are the picker of my pocket
Now it's true, searching for words to explain
Now you are the filler of my socket
Now it's true, nothing can hurt me today
No nothing can hurt me today
No nothing can hurt me today
No nothing can hurt me today