My bones wish to escape. And run along an alien expanse. To collapse from the heat. In a cartoonish heap. To sleep, oh, to sleep.
My bones wish to escape. And run along an alien expanse. To collapse from the heat. In a cartoonish heap. To sleep, oh, to sleep.
My bones wish to escape. And run along an alien expanse. To collapse from the heat. In a cartoonish heap. To sleep, oh, to sleep.
The sound of your voice. Rose graves of cats. . The pounding of your steps. Woke caves of bats. . Babies on the sun. Babies on the sun. . Your first burning breath.
On a holiday slow motion sets its pace. And it makes me pray for Capricorns sweet face. Our lives get tangled up in progress falling short on life's test.
Sixteen or seventeen, that's all I think you were. Fly by me one more time, I wonder who you are. The most beautiful girl in the world. I won't make promises I know I cannot keep.
So she's the one who pretends to care the most. Always the one laughing hard at all the jokes?. Well, her mind is gone, but she's hanging on for what it's worth.
It's all over when you see the stars falling down. You grab that knife and you turn it into art now. You're telling me that you don't believe. You fall asleep.
Tonight the energy's high, off and running. Up there they do it right, they're shining. They make it seem easy now, but we all know they've done their time.
Don't fall asleep now, the daylight has come. Just crowd the streets now... and look what I've become. . Shake your eyes, look to the right side of this.
A reckless mind. Could ruin this whole day. She'll destroy every inch of light. And feed off of my pain. . A second chance. Is it even worth my time?.
Another long drive. Strange, weary night. Streets are bare. You are by my side. . The dashboard lights. Glow they underline. All in my line of sight. What's on my mind tonight.
There's no tomorrow. Only yesterday. I may have drunk too much. Now I have to pay. So how far should I go?. Oh, that's hard to say. Wild is the sky that covers you.
Get on to the bus. That's gonna take you back to Beelzebub. Get on to the bus. That's gonna make you stop going rub a dub. . Your words burn the air. Like the names of candy bars.
As for my single self, I had as life not be as live. To be in awe of such a thing as I myself. . As for my own concern I had as think to think. As keep on thinking not so hard as for the brain to burn.