[Verse 1:]
Passing pictures
In a smoky room
They're all so tired of themselves
Passing moments
In a place I knew
I put my heart back on the shelf
[Chorus:]
It's not your vice
It's the signal that I feel
Oh it has broken
From a device
It's the signal that I feel
Has come unwoven
[Verse 2:]
Passing handshakes
As you pass it round
You'll get higher by yourself
Your shirt's on backwards
As you leave the room
Where you'll get higher
By yourself
[Chorus]