Aug 26, 2004 23:17
happy death day to you baby, i know youre flying int the blue now, we'll be togetehr real soon now baby, dont worry, papas got a brand new body bag for you.....
contrary to the matter, who u are, u are not, come with me, i'll show u saturn, planets dont quite align
and i’m torn between halos, demons all these words with cryptic meanings separate seasons all these issues and mixed up feelings and I have to choose.....
Tried to give you summer, but I’m winter
Wish I could make you spring, but I fall so hard
and all the time i wasted away i dont feel good unless you stay, and all the times i chased you away, simply to catch back up with you. your solitude is welcome welcome, your attitude with welcome welcome
Calico cats and calico dreams
That ain’t too real
Just make it real