Watch the sky roll backwards through a hole. In your childhood sanctuary. It's all black and white you see. . Painted feathers eyes that follow. To the beat of a tambourine.
Labels warning to use with permission. Look inside of me, conflicts, conditions. Don't lose sight of the lessons you're given. No sign or prescription can make you young again.
Across the world the message flies, information, truth and lies. It's all yours and it's all mine, you just have to find the time. We're all the same, we share the blame, we play the games.
Include me out. You dig your own grave. You build your own walls. I don't believe enough, to believe in you. . Oh no, not me. I'm not part of your crusade.
There is a line between good and evil. That separates light from dark. But a color now spells our end. Everywhere I see its mark. It's yellow brown. .
Live fast, die young, the words of a fool it seems. Hell bent getting there, seeing nothing on the way. Where are you now when all eyes would be on you?.
who am i?. where am i?. why do i feel this way?. where am i?. why do i feel this way?. have you ever felt that it's someone else. living your life?. the image of you only better, it's true.
Who am I? Where am I? Why do I feel this way?. Where am I? Why do I feel this way?. . Have you ever felt that it's someone else living your life?. The image of you only better, it's true at the outside.
How time lfies when you're biting your lip 'til it hurts. going over and over the same old things in your mind, oh my. Hours gone by and hours yet to go.
Now mostly you don't like me. And mostly that's okay. The mouth that launched a thousand words. Has nothing much to say. To say to me. You've been there, seen it, done it all.
Welcome back Victoria. Since you've gone you know that no-one's really missed you. Welcome back Victoria. And now your friends watch over everything that we, we do.
Everyone's giving a piece of their mind. The deaf, the dumb, the stupid and blind. Crushing the words to the people who doubt. With the weight of the hard of the fast.
Everyone's giving a piece of their mind. The deaf, the dumb, the stupid and blind. Crushing the words to the people who doubt. With the weight of the hard of the fast.
Trust me, I know what I'm doing. . From day one I got things wrong. One day I'll get things right, maybe. I never thought I knew the answers. While the whole world thinks they might.
I'm trapped in words. Held hostage by my friends. Tripped up by meaning. Taking a road just to get to it's end. . Tongue tied. It's killing me. I want to see things for the first time.