My baby paints herself red. She paints her hair. Her hair is dead. She's living in the city. With the bodies that scream. . We are all Jesus. We all dream.
You have to have a party. When you're in a state like this. You can really move it all. You have to vote and change. You have to get right out of it. Like out of all this mess.
Caroline laughs, and it's raining all day. Loves to be one of the girls. She lives in the place in the side of our lives. Where nothing is ever put straight.
Here comes dawn today. To light the candles. Burn for you. Here comes dawn again. To burn the both ends down. Here he comes again. Who wants to turn the world for you.