I shot a DJ late last night
The blood splattered, became a Pollock in his booth
I flee through a blackened hall
And my indieheart it beats and beats and beats
I'm standing at an airport, waiting for the feeling
A man at a ledge, an ice-cold Michael Caine
And all those who loved you they hated me out of fear
Cause i will see them as victims at Palace & Main
I shoot everything in front of me
Like Robin Wright-Penn does in State Of Grace
You have everything i said on tape
And so you think you have a future without me
I'm standing at an airport, waiting for the feeling
A man at a ledge, disguised as Michael Caine
And all those who loved you they hated me out of fear
Cause i will see them as victims at Palace & Main
I'm standing at an airport, waiting for the feeling
A man at a ledge, an ice-cold Michael Caine
And all those who loved you they will have to learn how to wait
My plan is to wait at Palace & Main