Friction - The Family Rain, Chester Watson

Testing my patience

The temperature’s rising

My eyes are attached to the floor

Testing my patience

The temperature’s rising

My eyes are attached to the floor

Then they’re caught

By the light of a match

When I strike it

Its lighter than ever before

Yeah its friction, on my afflictions

Yeah an addiction, hard to take

And its wasted

On the complacent yeah

Its the only thing I hate

Yeah its friction

Yeah its friction

Its in what he sold

You and true what I told you

Yeah space is the final thing here

And its breaking my jaw

Yeah its flooding my pores

And its bleeding out

Both of my ears

Yeah its friction, on my afflictions

Yeah an addiction, hard to take

And its wasted

On the complacent yeah

Its the only thing I hate

This is nothing like

My mother told me

Its got me thinking hard

And all I want

Is you to hold me

Yeah its friction, on my afflictions

Yeah an addiction, hard to take

And its wasted

On the complacent yeah

Its the only thing I hate

Yeah its friction

Yeah its friction