I'm going back to see my girl. I hope it's all the same as then. . I'm going back to see my girl. I hope it's all the same as then. . Confusion, pardon the intrusion.
My bed was floating in the ocean. A swarming jellyfish pulled us over the surface. The sun, the sun was crying diamonds. For every broken masthead. And scotch taped sail that passed us by.
My minds a shambles, I can't get straight. I'm so afraid, afraid with hate. My minds a shambles, I don't know where. I'm coming or going or if I care.