Erin McKeown - Monday Morning Cold lyrics

It's a monday morning, cold winter's day
Nothing outside is real
Step in the car, turn the
Key, put on some heat, begin to feel
Then i blink my eyes to make sure i'm
Me and think about catching a buzz
Box my ears, clean my nose
Got to get in gear because

I've got a hell to be in by 8:
05 and i can't find my head
And i can't figure out just why i'm
Here but i think i'm being led

I'm rolling down the highway at a
Safe and sane sixty per seems so easy
Seems so right to pull over and jump the curb
The steering wheel begins to shift
A little to my right
My palms become sweaty and i jerk
In a flash of light
I slam on the breaks and screech to a halt
Pedestrians are swerving
I laugh cause it's my fault
Calm as can be i pull back into traffic
Speeding towards my hell cause i
Like my violence graphic
The trees and leaves become
Superimposed on the sky
My vision is consumed with
The greenness going by

I've got a hell to be in by 8:
05 and i can't find my head
And i can't figure out just why i'm
Here but i think i'm being led

At 7: 50 i'm stopped behind a
School bus filled with pubes
Wouldn't it be funny, i think
To sell the little fuckers 'ludes?
But then a thought occurs to me from
Long ago when i was young
Of the fear i had inside me
At the prospect of barbiturate fun
Oh, how the times they change
I cackle deep inside
As i speed past that yellow
Shit puking carbon monoxide

I've got a hell to be in by 8:
05 and i can't find my head
And i can't figure out just why i'm
Here but i think i'm being led

I've got five minutes to bolt
Can't be late to my hell
When that cold hit's me again
Who i am i cannot tell
What's reality is a mystery brought
On by too much thought
My concepts collapse my sense of being caught
Between the cold air surrounding me
And the emptiness inside
My head is killing me
And i've got no place to hide