Was conceived outta nuthin'. Always be what I've been. If I focus the real world. One day I might tune it in. Do I have to shout, do I have to wave a gun.
I knew that this moment would come in time. That I'd have to let go and watch you fly. I know you're coming back so why am I dying inside. Are you searching for words that you can't find?.
She lies in bed, out of her head, suckin' a cigarette. Closin' her eyes she really tries to make believe she's dead. But she's not, she's not. . In the next tomb, her old man's room, it's another night.