Say hello to the rug's topography.. It holds quite a lot of interest with your face down on it.. Say hello to the shrinking in your head.. You can't see it, but you know it's there, so don't neglect it..
Tell me about your planet's air. Can I breathe in, or should I dare?. Way down beneath your clouds. Will it be dry or will I drown?. . I'm gonna slingshot around your star.
I'm on the line, pick up. I need to hear your voice. What you're doing? Pick up. I wanna talk you back to sleep. . We can work this out. Darling if you want to.
Stop searching, sliding alone. I know you're breathing on your own. Star patterns, burned in your side. With ice melting, you'll break in tonight. . No way, there's no way.
Stop, yes, stop, go. You got more trouble than I've ever known. But it's alright and succeeding. That's the kinda talk I need today, you tell me. (You got a paper thin soul).
Did I exchange a look with you?. Before we said hello. My mind is searching for a place. To rest my eyes on. . Related circumstances. Trade a joke or two.
Everyone is gonna like her. Everyone is gonna make her feel at home. I wanted to restore her. Make her feel like the way it did before. . But that could never happen.
Say hello to the rug's topography. It holds quite a lot of interest with your face down on it. Say hello to the shrinking in your head. You can't see it but you know it's there, so don't neglect it.
Two bright eyes and one red mouth. And two long legs and one icon. They can't think and they can't act. They wear straps, two long legs. . Submission, submission, submission.
I've been freezing my time. I've been slowing my breath. I've been saving my soul. I want you to freeze too. . Are you haunting me again?. Are you thawing out my head?.
Woke in my warm bed. Just in time for all the brilliant red lights. They were streaming through my half shuttered windows. Christmas lights in time with my stuttered brain waves.
They won't ever find out just where I hid them. One-hundred stones that sparkle in darkness. They caught me downtown changing the bus lines. An easy target midday no disguise.
My little angel, how soon do you go?. Come here for hours never go. My purple princess, how much you know?. I'm always pleased that, you don't say no.
Down by the railroad tracks, I will enjoy you. Can't feel a single thing that won't fade away. We'll laugh like we always do when we hear the whistle.
I sprained my will lying in bed. Counting the pores across my skin. . I'm so ashamed to love no one. My ego's bent and my pride's undone. . I'll spend the night with my pillowhead girl.
Leo woke up in his bed again. Startled by all his familiar friends. Burnt out stubs confectionery wrappers. Bottles spent and empty. Leo felt a terror in the world.
Right now we're sick of everything. Tonight we'll bind up our brains again. With eyes pinned I'll fly around on your bed. We'll come close while our hearts disconnect.
I got high on scrapings from my nails. Now I'm back down, my eyes are growing dark. My burnt spoon has dried beneath the bed. And I'm dreaming of dirty blue balloons.
I've got a catacomb with fur covered Styrofoam. So come over now and sleep. Time isn't here again, wasted thoughts that could've been. Now we can devise our plan.
No conviction in your numb mind. A hidden cell of chemicals. Keep your soul on my projection. Never turn on the camera. . Because I kinda like the blank way.