Come now baby girl. Tell me what you've seen. It's such a crazy world. This never ending dream. . I didn't wanna be the one to tell ya. Love isn't always what it seems.
Talks about it all the time. It's a sickness he says. So sure all the time. He hates it. And I honestly believe him. So sure all the time. . Maybe the one who screams the most.
Is it the way you're speakin'?. Is it because I'm peakin'?. Twistin' your face, thumb in hand. But you gotta have your own space to play in. A collection of glass chickens.
I went drivin' today. Couldn't help but think of how. You're with somebody else. And now you've got a child. . It's been a few years. Since I saw you last.
My feet felt light for the first time in months. It was like you came walking across the room. Straight at me and then straight through me. And then stopped and stood still for awhile.
I rememeber those crazy nights. Too much to drink, and too many fights. Outside in the pouring rain. On my knees screaming out your name. And I remember like yesterday.
I hear every word that you're tryin' to say. Well maybe, it's not ok. And I see everything that you're tryin' to do. But baby, I still know the truth.
What do you think they would say. If I stood up and I walked away. Nobody here really understands me. And so I'll wave goodbye I'm fine. And I'm fine.
Fast lane, sane, insane this world is running. And I'm walking with a cane. Seek, seek you can be unique. But whatever you do don't let your inside out.
Doesn't anybody feel that all these killers should be killed. And all these healers should be healed so all these beggars can be filled. And now tell me why am I to lie if I'm holding firm and feel the right.
Said all these people, they won't leave me alone. And we need little time to ourselves. And half the reasons why, I'm sketching all the time. The result of a life in hell, but oh well, I think it's time.
Liberty. Society. Sew gather crowd. Everything is allowed. It tickles. You just want to play. But soon it plays with you. You want to leave but you stay.
knocking on another door. we're knocking on another door. so you said you wanted to SHOW me your world. and now here we are. i've seen it all before. you said if you opened the door.
Three is a magic number. Ya it is, it's a magic number. Somewhere in that ancient mystic trinity. You'll get three. As a magic number. The past, the present, the future,.
I answer with a restless ok but I'm about to blow when you're gone. It's the first morning stream of pure light that makes me rather swim with the sharks.
Snow flakes rolling over my ear. Goose bumping liver. If I'm hungry at 4:30 in the morning. Pink dot will deliver. . And I'm oh so tired of you. Pushing that thorny crown.
Out here in nothin' engulfed by the sea. And there's no one here 'cept these fishes and me. I think I could die here. . Then I'm hit, leveled hard by the rising tide.
When I'm feeling low I consult my friends. When I get depressed, contemplate the end. When I don't know right, I see the light. When I see the light, it's far too bright.
Come down from the ceiling. Oh, these pills were made for feeling. Oh, so divine. . I've got a lump in my throat. Oh, so I'll keep hold of hope. Oh yeah.