The lights go down, the knife man sleeps. And I wonder where you are. Trapped inside a burning mini. And I wonder where you are. . You never used a safety net.
The crowded future stings my eyes. I still find time to exercise. In uniform with two white stripes. . Unlock my section of the sand. It's fenced off to the water's edge.
Ain't got no action grip. Don't come with a full compliment of weapons. Get off your illin' tip. I don't recognize anybody from around here anymore. .
Between the night and day. Lost in the law of averages. What would you know. Unless you'd lived a life of it?. . They say the kid sold out in love with himself.
* piano playing *. . Matt :. . how the hell does that guy do it?. its impossible. because the trolley's down here. like down here. . * piano playing *.
Where will you be this afternoon. I cut off all my fingers. No fame, I spill my guts. And orphaned desert isle. . Like orphaned, big bang. Blink if you can hear me.
Today I'm leaving. This bullshit one horse town. Full of cowboys and indians. Who only have balls when there's a camera around. Where the girls they move to you.
Picture yourself. Sleeping on a plane. There's something ticking in the overhead. And inside your brains. . There's bodies in the water. And bodies in your basement.
Monster. Monster feeding. Like a climber lost in the mountains. I dream only of sleeping. . Ain't it something?. Ain't this something?. Ain't we something?.
Hey, there bad seeds, let's get it on. I'll shut up and keep my end. Let's get it on. Our sycophantic replacements are here at last. . So impossible. The doubt in the everything, on everything.
It feels like time to let it go. It feels like time to break or show. It feels like time to cut your brakes. Shut your mouth, do something, anything. .
Jenni killed her dad with her car. And now she's a millionaire. She got beat on mostly for being at home. So mostly she wasn't there. . And me, I'm waiting to see.
We wore pink in the 80s. What were we thinking. I got a brain cloud from the black light in your room. Built to be seen, just crazy. It just made us jumpy when we should have been smooth.
How the hell does that guy do it?. Its impossible. Because the trolley's down here. Like down here. . You cant get back, you gotta look. how are you supposed to pick up chicks.
Died in a motor crash. I came back for you. The perfect version of myself. Tomorrow we start again. Tomorrow came and went. . I'm indestructible, how.
Here it comes and there it goes. Another day of decomposing light. In a world called catastrophe. My native tongue is blasphemy. . So that's the one I'll write.
Made a man out of me. A killing machine. Your baby's going to die ma. Your baby's coming home. . You know, they put a man on the moon. Simply to prove that we all need a place to go.
Going to fly to Hawaii, get laid in a lawn chair. Drown in a bathtub, fill it with cheap beer. I miss new wave and movies about losing. Or just the parts where it's a-okay.
There's the house, there's the doorway, been locked out. The lights are out anyway and loosely reconditioned. To be just so refined, a last grasp at the life worth living.
Lost out on this highway. these high beams, they are blinding me. because I would be there if I was a better man. . Even at the end of your driveway. I still feel too far away.