a way to find yourself And mind you don't fall I'm not sure I like what I found so Be careful of your height and say I'm all I am Cause the fact
into the evening This turning in my sleep is getting old and older still I think I can, I think I can, I think I can I think I will
I know, that I'm not all alone With this bated breath I hold My lungs want to explode This can't be the real world now I don't believe it, when I can
's Dolly! [Dolly:] Glad to see you Hank, let's thank my lucky star [Waiters:] Your lucky star [Dolly:] You're lookin' great, Stanley Lose some weight, I think, I
my couch And why am i bored? it's because when i was growing up i saw everything played out and i could flip the channel tirelessly and since I was so
on? Dip into my heart of a vacant season I would leak my soul to film your ears Emotion won't you come alive? I would drag the stars from my own eyes
a vacant stare i fake it but most call it life i can not stay numb to this horror that burns my eyes remember me as I am... filled with murderous rage
body And the sweetness of your mouth Set the alarm again for 5 am Uneasy sleep will soon be following Creeping back to my own bed again I will see you
Oh, crystal ball, hear my song I'm fading out, everything I know is wrong So put me where I belong I don't where I am And I don't really care I look
talk in the pale moonlight A breath of wind stirs the surface of the lake It's so cold I am yours and you are mine tonight Vicar sat with a vacant stare
Killer bees buzz and hum, I unleash a gullible roar in the system In water, I'm ?broadest? Amphibious, this man's a swift crocodile Coptic star child In the skies, I am
the silence of grass, of the air I am interviewed in a sleepy bar by a girl who wants me to explain "The warmth of nostalgia," incensed that i "glamourise
scenery shimmers beyond reality I glance a world as a recent lit star I am swallowed by universe" A vacant eye caught the last moonlight A wish to die to be shining bright As a star
doom. Sittin' in my room... I listen and consume. I'm a prisoner of doom. [Verse 1: Madchild] Star issue. Scar tissue. I wish you would die, I'll miss
ball, hear my song I'm fading out, everything I know is wrong So put me where I belong I don't know where I am And I don't really care I look myself
re the future for you I am an antichrist I am an anarchist Don't know what I want But I know how to get it I wanna destroy the passerby 'cause I wanna