No. 2 – Practicing Your Moves lyrics

Finally went home
completely alone
laid awake all night
pooling up blood
down in the mud
somewhere out of sight

Caught you practicing your moves
to a silent cheer
blown out in your room
its true, this time, nobody's here

There's new drinking games
that bring up old flames
blow them out of scale
you pour out your souls
digging new holes
to follow alice trail

Caught you practicing your moves
to a silent cheer
blown out in your room
it's true, this time, nobody's here