Suburban Pastime Video (MV)

White picket fences, trimming the hedges
Of forgotten dreams
Friendly pretences, I'm dull & defenceless
In daily routine
I don't know how
I don't know when
I became fine
With hanging around, trying to pretend
A suburban pastime
I'm drowning in cheap wine
& stale conversations
Again & again
I keep entertaining
Eventually changing
The lights in the hallway
In my discontent
But I crave a coastline
The sun & the sand
& maybe that cheap wine
& holding your hand
& when I close my eyes it feels just like a dream
If I could escape this, or even reshape this
It's not what it seems
A pale imitation, a silent invasion
I'm begging you please
Just let me out, don't want to pretend
A suburban pastime
I'm drowning in cheap wine
& stale conversations
Again & again
I keep entertaining
Eventually changing
The lights in the hallway
In my discontent
But I crave a coastline
The sun & the sand
& maybe that cheap wine
& holding your hand
& when I close my eyes it feels just like a dream
A suburban pastime
I'm drowning in cheap wine
& stale conversations
Again & again
I keep entertaining
Eventually changing
The lights in the hallway
In my discontent
But I crave a coastline
The sun & the sand
& maybe that cheap wine
& holding your hand
& when I close my eyes it feels
It feels just like a