The Smoking Room - London Bridge Lyrics

This room has become a graveyard for every good intention I ever made
They were born and died right here alone, due to dehydration or the freezing cold
Like my house plants that died, when the cells multiply and decay in my mind, I'm sick but alive
I'm alive

You were the apple of the world's eye, made you rotten all inside
Frequently, delinquently, been drinking wine and smoking weed
Returning to our favoured spots in search of all the words I lost
Recently been sinking, marginalize my dreams with therapy

London bridge is falling down and my dreams are shattered glass
Pray for return safe and sound, god save this curseded town
And in my dreams I cannot speak. I have no legs, I am a tree
And all around me all I see, the world's on fire