Saturday to sunday's waste. Then monday's soon around. It's always time to leave. The nightlife first. And catch the last bus out of town. And the sentiment of the last song that I heard.
Saturday to sunday's waste. Then monday's soon around. It's always time to leave. The nightlife first. And catch the last bus out of town. And the sentiment of the last song that I heard.
You see the mist above the water. Blinding all that's there to see. You fell in love with nature's daughter. Or the idea you see. . So many moments were made there.
Down the hill I wander,. Just to watch the world go by.. Passers by pass under,. Underneath the clear blue sky.. No-one seems to notice,. No-one seems to even wonder why..
Gone this far, it's too late to turn back. Gone this far, it's too late to turn back. And the sky has turned from blue to black. . Turned it on but you can't turn it off.
Kill, kill or be killed for. Expected life to be so safe. Caught, caught in a mantrap. Another part of me has changed. Maybe I could swim. Can't help myself.
Get away from me and so she said. You`re like a social disease. I`m so tired of being afraid you. Save yourself look and see. Think about it, sweet sixteen.
Crack and break, life's big mistake,. I'm feeling it too, there's no way home.. The summer's gone,. The summer's gone away.. . Back down to earth, a conscience burst,.
Show it to me one way. I've got to see it all. Scientific radar. Reaching through the storm. There's got to be hope. As people move on. We've got to keep on believing.
Staring at the ideal world. The bubble begins to break. Gazing at the ceiling cracks. The more the picture fades. It's just that I can't see. When I'm down like this.
There's a message on my bed. A new engraving in my overloading head. Feel the walls are caving in. As the wire cuts into my butter skin. . Yeah. Overload.
Push holes in the plastic. Immaculate dolls in the hands of a child with a ratchet. Two fingers too out of control. The confusion shall leave us to vultures and preachers.
Gone too fast. Like the sun, like the morning. Seasons change like a face getting old. . Times, good times. On the waves of devotion. Rising up, then it starts to fall.
Evaporate, exasperate. Watch the world with swivel hand. We're hanging on a wire. Cigaretes, nicorettes. Life's addictions father stress. But who can make it better.
20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, still alive. It's dragging me under, Don't think I'll recover. A stone in the water, A nail in my shoulder. Just put it together, You think you're so clever.
Biting down, feeling the pressure again. It's no more than we deserve, eyes closed to collect sun. Tearing it down, burning bridges away. There's no return now, leaving home today.
Show me how to get home. Throw me like a stone. Show me how to get home. You love to watch me crawl. . Home, just get me home, home, home. Stoned, cause I feel so stoned, oh no.
Silence the cry, stepping back further. Escape from the mind, my mind. Twisting inside, looking for shelter. Find the divide in me. . Oh my God, what have I done?.
Coming around my senses torn. It's no illusion, it's here everyday I bleed. As long as you see it as long as you know. As long as you fake it nobody knows.
Just take it nice and slow. Like jelly in a mold. Dressed in a perfect skin. You're like a manequin. . Woo hoo woo hoo hoo, you're a sex type drug. Woo hoo woo hoo hoo, you're the real thing.