The conscious state is changing fast. Trying not to worry about the past. Or if this moment should ever last. Coming back to earth real fast. . Get high the real music hey yeah.
You say you're like a tree or a bus stop. With your hands by your side. Let's say you're like a field of tulips. Cheap gold flowers in the sky. . If the calory comes.
Twisted on destiny, fate and three wishes. We fuck and we fight, someone else does the dishes,. and meantime my memory reminisces and twists,. . It's that blonde blue eyed boy,.
The gods and the saints preserve you,. 'cause nobody here deserves you.. I'm living my life in flashback,. Since I lost my card for cashback.. and I've gone to rack and ruin,.
Murderer's come dressed as suicides. They drag the donkey's that carry the shit. Wondering where all of that hope went. I'm telling you now this it. Everybody knows you sell mouthwash.
Looks like a ruin, you think nothings doing,. Under the arches, somethings still moving,. We lie together, forever and ever,. The truth be uncovered, no face in the mirror..
Scribbled on papers. It's written on walls. Slap that in classrooms. And assembled in halls. Screamed of in nightmares. Sweat from the street.
I dreamed of the stars so much, they seem familiar. Like once what was your lovers touch, just reached back to kill ya. And if I ever go astray, I'll say that I knew ya.
Swim out to the ocean. Drown your thoughts out at sea. And dip your hands in the water. Same deep water as me. . You've been watching for cloudburst. You've been praying for rain.
You were born with football boots and a sun tan complexion. You once thought that on reflection, you'd really got it made. You shrugged and smiled and made the usual excuses.
Are your hands sunsteady, ready to be free,. Are you almost ready, to sat next to me,. . If I go to where the sunlight hits the snow,. Cos everyone knows that we're bored with letting go,.
You know the faces, you know the places. You know places where the faces fit. You always wanted to never say it. And now you wonder, well is this it?.
Hell for leather, lathered, drunk, you're soused,. You're pissed, you're sunk,. The juke box now is drunk, just along the way...... I had a call on saturday to say I'd thrown.
Stop taking photographs, your brittle heart'll never bleed. Took your big head to succeed, it hasn't been a million laughs. So stop taking polaroids, of all the things that you avoid.
You think you're lovely. I know that you're wrong. God made me ugly. So don't string me along. Give me the good stuff. I'll leave you the rest. Send me the good stuff.
You know the place where faces fit. I've heard they've got a name for it. Lets go back to the sandy shores. The velvet skies are ours once more. We're fake, for real.
Making it stick, drip upon drip. Is that what you do, with sand and glue?. Don't put out the light, let me see you tonight. 'Cause that's what I'll do, with you.
Hey, could you stand another drink. I'm better when I don't think, seems to get me through. Say, do you wanna spin another line, like we had a good time.
Shut your mouth, and watch my lips. Can you feel her healing fingertips. Coming down on you like rain?. So tell me now where do we remain. . Over my shoulder it goes.
You're not having this, and I'm not having that. I'm not a reasonable man, I've come for it back. Let 'em all in, don't you know that I love a crowd. But I wont get the jokes, cos the laughter's too loud.