my heart's a tart, your body's rent, my body's broken, your's is bent.
So college is freedom, freedom from what?
I want nothing more than to escape freedom
skip like a stone upon the clouds
finally break free and dart away
over the moon, across the stars
Drink yourself numb, smoke yourself stupid
you wake up back here just the same.
Lies we all tell ourselves
people believe what they want
eyes are just for aesthetics
be it there or not is of no matter
eyes see what they are told
Everyone here wants so badly just to feel
To feel less, to feel something at all
A soft touch, a dulled pain, blunted clarity
So badly to be seen, but never desiring to see
open your eyes in the frozen water
scream muted cries at the pain
and in you own moment you might be alive.
aspire to glamour and influence
aspire to be aspired to
to a perfectly crafted image frozen in wax
drifting around your mind
feign a person only you don't know
Be part of a culture without culture
sell away your taste for pennies
cheque your conscience at the door,
dance around the room like you'll remember always
light your soul on fire in hopes of being seen.
and fade away in the dirty shades.
the whole thing an ordered caucaphony
a tempest perfectly choreographed
and in the beating of a heart, washed away
all the good intentions in the world
worth no more than salt to the sea
discount price yourself to ensure a sale
only to cry at how little it buys
just a sad bystander, sometime participant
a pretender to most things
just want to escape from freedom
neither the cage nor the jungle suits the broken beast
I want nothing more than to escape freedom
skip like a stone upon the clouds
finally break free and dart away
over the moon, across the stars
Drink yourself numb, smoke yourself stupid
you wake up back here just the same.
Lies we all tell ourselves
people believe what they want
eyes are just for aesthetics
be it there or not is of no matter
eyes see what they are told
Everyone here wants so badly just to feel
To feel less, to feel something at all
A soft touch, a dulled pain, blunted clarity
So badly to be seen, but never desiring to see
open your eyes in the frozen water
scream muted cries at the pain
and in you own moment you might be alive.
aspire to glamour and influence
aspire to be aspired to
to a perfectly crafted image frozen in wax
drifting around your mind
feign a person only you don't know
Be part of a culture without culture
sell away your taste for pennies
cheque your conscience at the door,
dance around the room like you'll remember always
light your soul on fire in hopes of being seen.
and fade away in the dirty shades.
the whole thing an ordered caucaphony
a tempest perfectly choreographed
and in the beating of a heart, washed away
all the good intentions in the world
worth no more than salt to the sea
discount price yourself to ensure a sale
only to cry at how little it buys
just a sad bystander, sometime participant
a pretender to most things
just want to escape from freedom
neither the cage nor the jungle suits the broken beast