All for one growing, in you, growing you can be afraid of it, but callously go on bend to me, darling, you'll see, darling it's a violet way we have
Even without a face don't want to talk about it we could be replaced, anytime flat duration soul just make believe excitement dead but not so cold all
So if you are stuck here sleep Rear's on fire build a violent wire Rust appears in your insides Crawl on leave me here to dream Rear's on fire build
You're my preferred route down Cocoon similac frown Forget what you lack They still want you back If you recognize me Please just pass on by Now it'
Everything so faraway No control and nothing stays Scrap your inside out and keep a quiet empty mind So much your not good enough for A world that drowns
They put you down when you feel weak They burn your house down Too You said like that you can't Speak So could you Put up your dukes Defended it She
Though you thought you won the race looking up at such a waste A perfect day with _______ A Pretty pictures just for me Blinded by my imagination Everything
Shelling out what you need there?s no time for self-esteem take your carbon pill tonight have a seat for the fight way too late to come off smart leave
Your face It changes my sight I see how you've been I can't tell if this is right It been a long time to wait for me The last sign on the wall was strange
There?s a crowd up by the lake and my friends are on their way gathered by remote control happy free throw my arms around the sun try to burn with anyone
One more lonely fascist loser Let the spirit go 60 thousand turnstile kids all bracing for the show Eyes like vinyl Lips like rain clouds Dreams all
In between the thinking and the saying threw away what I can't believe tell me how you lose this feeling all moods have been dealt and played tell me
My thoughts take me downtown change up at the turnstile go blind in the traffic i go about it the wrong way so what see both pennies landed they jumped
They don't know, so don't trust Them keep your eyes on the sidewalk and kick around for a few fake you out is all They'll do keep your head all tied
It just about time To give up on you No more thoughts from moving mountains No more passing out on the banks Bashing heads while trying to whisper Comatose