Read between the lines Of homespun advice Nothing that you say Let's carry on here Seething day to day It's not impossible to fray View it coming anyway
Follow me Want to live in a fantasy Quietly Show you everything you'll ever need I hope you'll take it I know you're faking just a little bit Come on
Winded through monotone one foot on checkered floor head hung but still watching one dimlit figurine concealed pass it on appeal play along
With all the fire set in our eyes without a cornerstone to realize that later on we'll build the pyre and burn so easily well everyone but me and
Hey man where can i go? it's too late to find holes in the ocean i know i said man stay here a while i'll never find safety in numbers here on the
The things we laid do not amount to much made of abandoned wood loose stones and such this revolution baby proves who you work for lately release
So believe So believe In streetwise angel So believe So believe In booksmart devil So retreat So retreat From land-locked lover With anchored armor
So we all Are growing old And it's getting old Pressure on Our hollow bones And the (varicose)? Suddenly We decompose But we're not alone So we all
It's the beauty of confession In the sound when the levees break And all the air is wrong, wrong Redesigning a connection A composition painted on my
It?s the common reactor it?s the long way out it?s the stream of a motion blur that swirls around til you drown but I couldn?t put it down it?
So much for the light show pissing on while pissing off sucking in a smokescreen selling of a loose knit dream folding up the skyline agreeing
I've been waiting i've been waiting for this moment all my life but it's not quite right and this 'real' it's impossible if possible at who's blind
She ran into the wall so sweet and unknown a worn comatose after six milograms we're talking again who would know sweet and so low who would
You ask me to be strong again, Been waiting out here for a while, At least so we could be the end, But not likely, And it's draining, And it's draining
Time It's not worth my time Moonshine Bleeds into my eyes I still Sleep on the right side Of the white noise Can't leave the scene behind Could I be
No more resolutions No more leading ons No more cheap discoveries No "where did we go wrongs" It's over, over, over Over you It's over, over, over Over
Do you think I'm sort of alive? Should I set these motives aside? Do I feel? Well sort of, but not When you walk your body through mine What's keeping
There's a vulture perching right off screen And it's bitter and whispers chaotic things And it reached in quick ain't it worrying It's so easy to see
