January
16 February 2007
We sailed from sense, brought all our young.
We sailed from where we once begun.
While we wait, while we wait.
A hall of records, or numbers, or spaces still undone.
Ruins, or relics, discip
Yer dead man: half alive who hangs from helping numbers 125
His ears pricked with their knife: hears that the east are, coming west are coming
As far as thinking goes: the axis here is still unknown
Come on with me through ruined lipglock
Accross Tangian deserts we'll flock
Madcap Medusa, flank my foghorn
We'll change four seasons with our first born
Misguided by the 405 'cause it lead me to an alcoholic summer
I missed the exit to your parents' house hours ago.
Red wine and the cigarettes..
Hide your bad habits underneath the patio
We said we'd take a little time for both of us to see,
and wonder what it'd be like to carry on.
Yeah, I know I got crazy..
Well, I guess thats just me
If I could turn back time before the wrong
First you tell me your hurting
Then you tell me you don't need me anyway
You've got nothin' to learn, you've chained me baby
I will break you to get free
(just a sweet sweet baby)
I pretend my life is perfect like the faces on TV.
Yeah, that's the only way to face another day, try to deny the misery.
But those are the ways of lonely's and like a clown,
yeah, I do act.
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