: The clothesline of cold eyes is washing away the face before Now tell me what's wrong you see everyone's gone You gotta do your best to decorate this
: I'm entering a frame Bombarded by indecision Where a man like me Can easily let the day get out of control Down this far in the quarter I'm pushed
: Is this the place that i want to be Is it you who i want to see Holding on, Hold it high, show me everything And you're leaving me me Yeah you're
: Doesn't anybody feel That all these killers should be killed All these healers should be healed So all these beggers can be filled Now tell me why
: I'm talkin' I'm talkin' I'm talkin' to myself more Needle, fatal Someone's pouring warm gravy all over me And you see that synthetic therapy Don't
: New York City soothing my itchy itchy month of May Time has passed for Ms. Onassis, decay on display I don't want to go down I don't want to go down
: Tongue tied, nerves as big as boulders Why Mom, I thought I was your soldier My brother sits by me Buckled into the carseat Feel the thirst, it's
: Hair raising shake you're much too late you should have jumped a couple of cars before Now if I may I'll walk away I'm selling Silly Putty door to
: Is it the way you're speakin' Is it because I'm peakin' Twistin' your face, thumb in hand, but you Gotta have your own space to play in A collection
: Big stretch and not much sleep I got a couple of plam trees on each side of my cheek And it's a bright blue Saturday And the rummage sells the rubbish
: Find myself singing the same songs everyday Ones that make me feel good When things behing the smiles ain't ok Around and over and in-between the
: There's such a thing as self opinion And this far down South I have no self-control If anbody else feels like a nobody Well then your gonna have to
: Out here in nothin' engulfed by the sea And there's no one here 'cept these fishes and me I think I could die here Then I'm hit, leveled hard by the
: Suddenly everyting is fainting Falling from a broken ladder's rung There's a jolt exhilarating from the phone I'm holding I hear the words of what
: I'll make a shoehorn outta your skin I'll make a lampshade of durable skin And oh, don't you know that I'm always feelin' able When I'm sittin' home
: Mouthful of cavities Your souls a bowl of jokes And everyday you remind me How I'm desperately in need See, I got a lot of fiends around And they'
The clothesline of cold eyes Is washing away the face before Now tell me what's wrong you see everyone's gone You gotta do your best to decorate this
Tongue tied, nerves as big as boulders Why mom, I thought I was your soldier My brother sits by me Buckled into the carseat Feel the thirst, it's time
