Please come in the back door, Close it behind you,. I won't ever tell them you're here.. Me? I like the trapdoors, the keeping of a secret.. Your affinity for deepness pulls me down..
I fashioned this ribbon from my own velvet tears. I melted these flowers just to make you a ring. Adorned with this madness, you scream in the dark. Perhaps it is this, then, that sets us apart.
What can you do when the poison in your veins starts to rot?. Pounding doors? They are whores when yourself is all you've got. But I still see the green, yes I still see that green.
Every one is moving. Everyone is floating around. Into with confusion. Never to be found out again.. . Once I found the reason. But lost it in a place I cant find.
I wouldn't take it back. I wouldn't change a thing. At least I've got something new to sing. . Life is full of choice. Sometimes you have to take. A risk that in retrospect might look like a mistake.
Those months were gone. In the blink of an eye. I've stayed up til dawn. Too many times to count. . Conclusions I've drawn. Contradict themselves. I try to move on... ooh.
I'm supposed to get up. But I think instead. I'll stay safe in my covers. Warm in my bed. . The sun's too bright. And the floor's too cold. So I'll roll over again.
How many ideas have drifted away. When I choose not to write them to stay. Convince I'll remember when I wake. For my tired eyes they never wait. . The sun's awake before I sleep and I am.
I thought about it tonight, I'm lucky to be alive. I never thought these city lights would ever shine so bright. Floating on the surface, threatened to be dragged down.
Some of us don't know why. We were born into this world. Sometimes can't sleep at night. Worrying 'bout the world fearing it as it turns. . Use your hands, you know that they are worthy.
Its always such a great surprise. To wake up to your disguise. You pretend youre just like us. But youre my peace of mind. . You can take the mood Im in.
Sister, I know there been times. When you didn't think I was a very good friend. Sister, you must think I'm out of my mind. It's a struggle sometimes to pretend.
She says she wants to take a holiday. From the every day that's always just the same. She says she wants to find a better way. She needs to throw the perfect picture away.
I used to know I was always right. Too old to be cute, too small to mind. I sometimes say things really loud. I've found out that volume can make up for content drought.
You're incomplete and insecure. Swollen eyes and shaking hands. Fearing they won't hold their love again. Cause he no longer belongs to them, but to another.
Two paths away. And move into another shell. It takes my breath. Dislocate a second cell. Our faces show the timeline. Her heart stops being loved. Your voice sets the edition.
So what have we done? With X and O's. To mark our way home, home. It seems as though we've forgotten the way we move. Can we save ourselves? From the ones we're becoming.
What happened to us all?. Have we slept through it?. Taking hits off the surface. . It's too hard to swallow. When their judgments are concentrated. On everything they know.
Show me yo booty hole, oh (x2). Show me yo booty hole. . Walk up in the club like you think you nice. Walkin' all around like you cold as ice. Lookin' at yo booty makes me want to touch it.