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"They're pulling wings off our backs.
The old dreams no more,
Or only once in a while in the back of their eyes.
And their pianos all are closed and anything makes them so sleepy.
Glow in the dark stars,
All swing up there.
It mustn't be too strong to dazzle these nights dead."
"oh maybe im too much in love
yea maybe im too much in love
but maybe im too much insane"
"they've let us sleep for so long
in their beds made of words
and even their pillows appear
a contradiction"
" watched her leave, i watched my strength go
but this is my own fault, i should have close the vault
to my own mind, i should have stayed in line
cause nothing's a mystery when nothing is mysterious
and nothing could ever leave me now
cause is my own stepping stone, and i won't slip off the edge
cause nothing could ever change me now"
"and look like pink decorations
in our crystal meth tuxedos
oh and how i wanted to dance
so badly"
"Killing time by drawing faces that stare back at me from the margins
In a sea of 8 and a half by elevens
I'm drowning in...
Treading through run on sentences
And sinking into empty text
I'll swallow the salt
And spit a few dry words out"