Waking up every day. So vague. Saw it on her empty face. So strange. Drown her if she can't be free. Her plea. Fallen heroes in your dreams. I see. . What's there tomorrow?.
No hands will reach me. No voice can call me. I've reinvented the things that I can do. I'm the unexpected part of you that. You'll never ever come in contact with....
well I really was sinking /in desire / Feel at ease now. You need direction >> Try and pick up the pieces. . >> oh how quickly we can fall /but that's not the question.
The X-ray is on. They see through my mind. And I can hear you say stop. (Why?... Why?...). . Their T.V. is wrong. My feelings are backwards. And I can hear you say stop.
It's alright.... . There's nothing else to say yeah. I love you is a cliche. Don't know why I'm screaming. I'm running out of feelings. Every little problem.
In Album: RADIO SONGS ~ Best of Oblivion Dust. . These are words that you say to me. You're confused and you're so empty. . Everyday you're part of me.
The more we live, the more we become...ashamed. A walking corplse, so senseless and dumb..Remains. I made it. A mayday come. . Save me. Save me. . No one cares and how our hearts are cut.
Radio to radio. With the midlight going down. You know you are. . Radio to radio. Yeah. It doesn't really phaze me. It doesn't really break me. or complete me.
Stab it in me. Inspiration. Got so little to hold onto. . Let me know that I would love to. Throw some acid on top of you. . I want to be so pure. I want to be so pure.
Sleep sand and dust have made me feel old and paranoid. I need control, I need to glow once again. . Designed to fly or maybe just die. My plastic wings.
My way, your way. I don't give a fuck or nothing. to no one. Parasite. My way, your way;. I don't give a fuck or nothing. to no one. Parasite. . I live for myself;.
Find me some time to believe in me. . The cages that we adore. Keeps us cold. The silence held in her hand. A glorified smile. I need you to be there again.
I did myself damage, I know I did it by myself yeah. Filled myself with rubbish, I know I did it, I did it. I did all this and more and wondered who to blame.
Enter with the minus. I exsist just to fuck you in my brain. Better to be vacant. All you've known can be easily thrown away. . Good times. Good times.
(Smile). Something that's innocent. Is still something that makes me cry. No wonder. No one ever knows my name. . Here we are: the next big thing. (In reality that's not the way things are).
( Don't need to be unhappy. So please don't cry. We're already there. We're gonna be so... ). . Don't need to be unhappy. . We're gonna be so happy. .
I wish I'd never met you. I wish I'd never met you. I wish I'd never met you. I wish I'd never met you. . My lucky #10. Let me down again. My lucky #10.
Time to empty head. Try and dream instead. Let memory trip and finally slip. Like acid in milk. Garbage in silk. Dripping and oozing your sex over my guilt.
Hello You are coming through to my world now. Hello You are coming through to my world now. . You're stuck filled up with emptiness. You are waiting to catch some breath.
Mother. Wipe these tears from my eyes. I think I'm lost. Father. Don't you recognize?. I think that I'm home. . I got helium love all around. And I'm falling faster right through the ground.