Lost all original thought, lost my spot.
I thought that I got what I want, but I found that it was broken.
The sun will stain our foreheads like god's indian burns.
Under the skin will say "feed me"
Like a desperate girl says "I want you to love and need me"
But some just don't have the time to pretend that they have the time
to get out of their mind and off the boring channels.
I'm staring at a picture of you.
It's the only picture I've got, which is a picture of your feet.
How disapointing, but it will do I suppose.