Even straight roads meander Every piece contains a map of it all! It all! Out of the line (and) indivisible A crow left of the murder Every piece contains a
instinctual Even straight roads meander Every piece contains a map of it all! It all! Out of the line (and) indivisible A crow left of the murder Every piece contains a
: I hear you on the radio You permeate my screen Its' unkind but, If I met you in a scissor fight I'd cut off both your wings On principle alone Hey
: Take a bow Pack on powder Wash 'em out with buzzing lights Pay an audience to care 'Impress me' personality Still and transfixed The electric sheep
heard this song before A swimmer who has seen a shark I should really be more wary of the water You came, you saw, you conquered Everyone And I'm left
tongue an offensive is poised and rearing My intention a bullet, my body a trigger finger And my pen is a pistola Let go of your fear* And my pen is a
ll compromise Everything You are This world is a drought when out of love Please come back to us You're all of the above "I'm making a choice to be out
the things you aren't The ways you wish you were A split second Percieving of the way you really look to everyone of them I wish that you could get a
: Nice car! Where'd you get your ride? A trophy? Badge of honor? Overcompensation? Price tags! Advertise your pride Since when did what we paid for colored
: I heard a word from 'on high' Glare like a light in the sky It said, "quit blowing each other up" Voicing so crystaline clear Some thing's unclean
blood rushing and mingling A curious and enigmatic thing Now spiders in my dreams... Synchronicity weaves like a web When you were meant to be a meal!
: Is everything a baited hook? And are there locks on all doors? If your looking for an open book Look no further, I am yours We'll behave like animals
talk the world into a paper bag Spotty stain of "I'm ok, you're not ok" Yes, men too could be on the rag I'm in over my head, I need a pick-me-up
tonight If the world would fall apart In a fiction worthy wind I wouldn't change a thing now that you're here Yeah, love is a verb here in my room You
: Two people touching lips Hands on each other's hips Nothing in else in the world but one another The 42nd floor On a distant shore I wonder how we
I hear you on the radio You permeate my screen It's unkind but if I met you in a scissor fight I'd cut off both your wings on principle alone On principle
To resist is to piss in the wind Anyone who does will end up smelling Knowing this, why do I defy? Because my inner voice is yelling There is a fist pressing
's instinctual Even straight roads meander Every piece contains a map Of, it all, it all On a line indivisible A crow left of the murder Every piece contains a
