Your big face. Is such a shrine. It tastes like water. But I'm drunk. . Your big face. Is such a crime. It tastes like water. But I'm drunk.
Pushing a ribcage. Makes it hard to breathe. And yet we hold our sweaty hands. Year after year. . Some new year. Without music in our head. Newspaper tenement.
Leave home blood becomes a foreign substance. And see it as you let it dry, I forgive my nature or I'll be my saint. I can always feel you in heaven living in the past.
Like an old man in a dress. Treat me like a 12 year old man. No more hearts. . Don't know what 20 is. Don't know where the tree stands. Only follow these hands.
What means hallucinate? What are we supposed to see?. What are they supposed to want? Get a job, you scare me. I sing here, I'm alone here, I'm with you over here, marshmallow brain.
"I can't play. When he wakes up", she said. He can't play. When he thinks I'm growing up. . That song Juno, they did in the street. So many places to go.
I'm watching. I'm only watching trash. I want to eat it. Wear it, be it. . Don't make me. Don't make me sleep. The ache inside this time, it cuts too deep.
With a loud noise. Everything breaks. Everything falls. Rips open, leaves a hole. . Follow the black moon in. Follow the flashing gates. Alone at last.
I picked up this lady in a store. She dropped her stuff. And tripped on it, so I picked her up. I said, everybody falls down. . Once you meet the man you want.
Drive your car through kitchen cupboard door. Through the winter, down to the floor. Drive your head to your bathroom tile. Smile 'round the corner. And your friends they wanna play.
I have two heads. Where's the man? He's late. One burns one's sky. Where's the man? He's late. I'm two headed. One free, one sticky. . But is it freedom can burn?.
It's just the lack. Of time I keep. Reaching out, lashing out. . It's just the lines. Run down the walls. I can't believe they never fall. The walls never leave.