Jun 27, 2005 13:33
It's a good year for a murder
she's praying to jesus, she's pulling the trigger
there's no tears, cause he's not here
she washes her hands, and she fixes the dinner
but soon they'll be coming to rush her away
no one's so sure if her crime had a reason
reasons like seasons
they constantly cHaNgE
and the seasons of last year
like reasons have floated away
away with this split milk
away with this dirty dish water, away
seventeen years, and all that he gave was a daughter
"it's me and the moon," she says
"i got no trouble with that
but i am a butterfly, you wouldn't let me die"
"it's me and the moon, she says
and it's over, but it just started
the BLOOD stained the carpet
her heart like a crystal
she's lucid and departed
a life left behind, she can find in her mind gone away
away with these nightmares
away with suburbia
shake down away
you marry a role and
you give up your soul till you break down
"it's me and the moon," she says
"i got no trouble with that, but i am a butterfly, you wouldn't let me die"
"it's me and the moon," she says
but what do you say we go for a RiDe?
what do you say we get HiGh?
but i'm so TIRED of days that feel like the night
"it's me and the moon," she says
"and i got no trouble with that, but i am a butterfly, you wouldn't let me die
i am a butterfly, i am a butterfly, i am a butterfly"
....people take speed limits too literally....
..banks are gay..
...rain is depressing...
.....Nights are interesting.....
.In Like is likely.
......I want out......
........Boob's should grow.......
..summer reading, blah..
...being obese is sooo in...
.I defiantly need more money.
....Thinking I need another job....
.......Life in a nutshell.......
"you give up your soul till you break down"
~*~BaNaNa~*~