Temporary living for a temporary life.. ( I thought you knew ) Temporary living.. Blanketed in bubble wrap, kept my heart in a doggie bag.. 9 to 5 in the portolet, hold my zip-loc dreams while I styrofoam..
I wouldn't mind being alone,. if I could find a way for me to not be there.. I just can't shake me.. Bled being dry dry, a weight that broke my back..
Once near, now remote.. Not just far, remote.. Saw you downtown, remote.. Eyes shifting, around and around.. Remote.. I'm sure it's cold inside your room..
Morningleaver starts her day.. Morningleaver's got her way: never stay.. At a loss for clever entrance lines,. the room's just the same once you're in..
What happened to the good old days, I don't know.. You would know if I know, 'cause I'd say so.. I've been living in them since 1980, 90, thousand.. What happened to the good ole days,she said..
Hit the road and you ignite.. Just add Pabst and eyes grow wild.. I know this town has got you down. and you can't take the pain she brings,. so fuck old friends you've got four here,.
Sometimes I'd like to know the insides of my wrists. Sometimes I'd like to do what does not happen after this. It's crazy, but it seems, nothing but let down.
Don't expect what you've been expecting.. Don't look for love here, no love to be found.. Gruesome on the upstroke, painful going down.. It's gonna be a dark, dark night..
Here it is I hide,. independently confined to this Half Friend Town.. Prisoner where I reside,. cower from the Gainesville eye.. Welcome to Half Friend Town..
You like your coffee black,. your neighborhood white,. your lights are out at nine o' clock at night.. Are you affraid of everything, or just the truth?.
Your secrect is safe with everybody.. "Good", I said ,"Because I don't want nobody else to know.". (Note that double-negative.). Tell me how it feels to like yourself because I don't know..
You've got some balls (and you keep them well protected by your friends).. Soon come the day when you can hide no more.. There will be an end to all your let's-pretends..
When I was younger, 14 or so,. I lived my life like it was over.. Spent my days searching for cigarette butts,. my nights in a newspaper bin.. Loitered the halls of North Miami Beach Senior High.
Where are you today I know it's not to late,. to make it, so just fake it for me.. And anyone who says that I should just give it a rest,. can shove it cause I'm above it, or at least,.
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