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

The house is a mess and so is my mindMy clothes and thoughts are scattered aroundThey need to be cleared and locked in a safeBut the key is nowhere to be foundThere's dust in the corners and clouds in my headThe weather looks dismal and greyMy pockets are empty and bills piling upBut nothing can hurt me todayNo nothing can hurt me todayNow you are the picker of my pocketIt's true, searching for words to explainNow you are the filler of my socketNow it's true, nothing can hurt me todayNo nothing can hurt me todayThe sight of my window kicked out of its frameSometimes I feel I'm lost in a hazeUndone by the thought of my stolen guitarsBut nothing can hurt me todayNo nothing can hurt me todayNow you are the picker of my pocketNow it's true, searching for words to explainNow you are the filler of my socketNow it's true, nothing can hurt me todayNo nothing can hurt me todayNo nothing can hurt me todayNo nothing can hurt me today