Day after day. I let you down. Promise you to change. Then change my mind. And every time I promise you. It will all be fine. It won't be like this next time.
'I think it's dark and it looks like rain' you said. 'and the wind is blowing like it's the end of the world' you said. 'and it's so cold it's like the cold if you were dead'.
Plastic passion is a hard to handle. Plastic passion is a sold out scandal. Oh it's a plastic passion. It's a plastic passion. Plastic passion is the ladies lover.
Electric line, racing time. Fire down the wall. Spinning around, the killing ground. It makes you look so small. . Henna years, the stinging tears. Flesh on the railway track.
I've been looking so long at these pictures of you. That I almost believe that they're real. I've been living so long with my pictures of you. That I almost believe that the pictures.
Shapes in the drink like Christ. Cracks in the pale blue wall. I'm walking slowly and quickly but always away. I'm twisting twisting to the floor. . Flowers in your mouth and the same dry song.
When we look back at it all,. As I know we will. You and me, wide-eyed. I wonder will we really remember. How it feels to be this alive. And I know we have to go.
I've been looking so long at these pictures of you. That I almost believe that they're real. I've been living so long with my pictures of you. That I almost believe that the pictures.
I've been up for days. And I feel like a menagerie. I'm scratching till I bleed. And I keep on seeing. Imaginary lemurs. In the street. In the middle of the day.
A disease is under my fingernails. it stains me like a tattoo. Back on the Rack. aching w/ time. your face is familiar. from another crime. and we could swim, we could swim.
Whisper your name. In an empty room. You brush past my skin. As soft as fur. Taking hold. I taste your scent. Distant noises. Other voices. . Pounding in my broken head.
I really don't know what I'm doing here. I really think I should've gone to bed tonight. But "Just one drink and there're some people to meet you. I think that you'll like them.
I'd love to touch the sky tonight. I'd love to touch the sky. So take me in your arms. And lift me like a child. And hold me up so high. And never let me go.
I don't think I'm any closer now. Than I was at fifteen. I still don't know. What I really want. Or how I really feel. Sometimes I think. I've seen too much.
It doesn't matter if we all die. ambition in the back of a black car. in a high building there is so much to do. going home time. a story on the radio.
You know you turn me on. Eyes so wide and legs so long. But don't try to talk to me. I won't listen to your lies. You're just an object in my eyes. You're just an object in my eyes.
Yeah this is how it ends. After all these years. Tired of it all. Hopelessly helplessly broken apart. He finally falls. He doesn't want to think. Doesn't want to feel.
"One by one they drop", you said. Left us two on a ride stopped dead. It's monkeys on the track. All fell out of their tree. "Lost their tails", I said.
Shout. New day. New day. In heaven the ground is waiting. For the dust. . The seed. My love once more. . I shout (shout). . New day. New day. . Hold the air and gasp in life.
you look so cool. oh i don't think!. just fall over. be like me. mr. pink eyes. . your mind is blank. and mine's away. oh you can't see. you can't smell.