sitting in my room wasting my time again better go outside better run outside where the fuck are they, all gone away where the fuck are you? don't you
just want to breathe Falling My world?s up and I?m almost Falling My hands over my
my face too loud. So I reached into my pocket and a feeling like a shock exuded from my fingertips and spread along my limbs annd up my butt and focused
earth Self-inflicted wounds, blood stains on my t-shirt Kick out the door till my legs fall off Try to use my head my skulls to soft The pain overwhelms shooting through my
I will get my satisfaction How I will blow your paradise away, away, away 'Cos I spy And it's just like in the old days I used to compose my own critical notices in my head
me Following the steam into another room Standing in the corner Is this my home Showing us love that none of us can I'm singing for money That burns in my
lay my head down beside this God of mine And let that perverted thought burn a hole in my mind Oh and if I can't lay my head beside this God of mine Oh
reason I bend vowels when I spew from the mouth Spit threw and out the very grotesque few are best Burn through vests Since the university of Budapest Sitting in a room
eternal tie that defines The vanity of my insanity in due time Will shine Like the night seas under the moon The haunted corners of familiar rooms Yet
grown rhyme straight out the incubator Cross fade to the right while I slide to the left There's something coming over me controlling every breath Gasping for air my fears burn
[Verse 1:] In my hands I hold the key to who I wanna be Solutions to my problems are just sitting right in front of me I crush them up with a little bit
Ray and Fasha the dog. And livin' in the bell tower like that, they got a lot of room downstairs where the pews used to be in. Havin' all that room,
o'clock Everything closed so we head to Heidi's Taco Shop Cutties wanna roll, the lab is where we sent em Taking em to the room, we did the wild thing
steady? (Break up) I been waiting in the waiting room And I've been sitting in the sitting room And now I'm whining in the dining room Waiting for you
inside my head My vision's blurred with colour, and all he sees is red There's a pair of large sized wellies coming down my flue And the smell of burning
