Stay awhile if you want. Don't wanna see you go. We can sit here not moving. Hardly talking. Not alone. . If you want to pretend. Everything is alright.
There's something moving under your skin. I saw it creeping in there. It eats you slowly from within. I watch you growing thinner. . Your blood is thick and sticky red.
There's a girl who laughs all day. She whiles the night away with strangers. This girl's got everything. Which she gives away and wonders where it's gone.
She says, why don't you let me take you home. He's bored and doesn't want to sleep alone. She'd like another drink. And he's blinded by her clothes. .
Why can't you see those hands are cold and gray?. When her imperfections hide away. And in the half light you can barely see that face. Maybe it's better that way.
Running to the station. And you're feeling just like Ray Liotta. Eyes are blacker than your shades. You're wearing pretty thin. . Tearing through the crowd.
I got a message, says that you wanna know me. That's how I know today, it must be a Friday. It's been a while since we were last wasted. Funny how you never call me on Tuesday.
He wakes up shaking with half a tooth missing. Lifts his head, feels the aftermath kick in. Last night you were shining and so entertaining. Today he is tired and wasted and gray.
Why is it my mind won't behave. Today when I'm alright Four nights I slept. I held you up to the light. To find things you hide. Why is it that I end up here.
I painted it blue, it reminds me of you. Blue like the skies that I saw in your eyes. But I pictured them red as you. Dwelt in my head as you. . I look over my shoulder.
You sat down, standing out. You're acting strange. And I feel tense. 'Cause I can sense. That you're insane. . Your eyes on fire burning bright. Your lips are wet.
I think that you should know. What's over your face. And three weeks in a row is too much. Why come to this place. Maybe it's time to go. I'm looking afright.
The room's spinning again. She can't seem to remember getting into this mess. Don't try and pick her, face up off the floor. . And all the while she waits for sleep.
[Originally by The Misfits]. 5:25 august fifth, 1962 found her lying on her chest her face all turning blue you think it was an overdose but could it have been the pact could it have been the kennedy's was it lapd it ain't a mystery baby not to me what a, what a, what a mystery baby not to me rotted corpse, sex decay breasts all full of slugs no answer for the accident her cunt has all dried up, you see 5:25 august fifth, 1962 make it seem a suicide make it seem a suicide make it seem a suicide make it seem a suicide it ain't a mystery baby not to me what a, what a, what a mystery baby not to me it ain't a mystery baby not to me what a, what a, what a mystery baby not to me whoah, whoah, whoah, whoah oh..
i feel like i'm the only one that doesn't wear a mask. and no matter how hard i try i'll still come in last. people always try to tell me down where i should go.
At first look you would say that this man is just a gimp. he talks a lot. he lies a lot. he walks with a bad limp. but no one really knows him, no one takes the hint.
climb up to the top. get knocked down to the ground. when will all the bullshit stop. what goes around comes around. my success is measured by comparison to you.
[Dedicated to the memory of Nick Traina]. i can still hear our music, sound of one hundred screaming. silver tongued and simon-pure. half complete without you here. thick as thieves. miles worth more than memories. the curtain is coming down. in yesterdays we drown. i know you'll never leave. i've lost faith in everything. i hold our memories dear. AND I MISS YOU! a sunrise in Hollywood. the sun set in september. it forgot to rise the next day. let your light, light our way..
Dire civilization getting high of misery. lives wasted away flipping though the channels on TV. we're taking our time. and throwing it away. tomorr'ws killed by yesterday.