visiting is pretty visiting is good seems that all they ever wanted was a brother this can be a secret we can keep it good even all the ever wanting had a problem this is a call to all my past resignations it's been too long fingernails are pretty fingernails are good seems that all they ever wanted was a marking them balloons are pretty big and say they should ever fall to ground call the magic marker this is a call to all my past resignations this is a call to all this is a call to all my past resignations it's been too long
minicyn is pretty minicyn is good seems that all the cysts and mollusks tend to barter ritalin is easy ritalin is good even all the ones who watered down the daughter this is a call to all my past resignations this is a call to all this is a call to all my past resignations it's been too long
fingernails are pretty fingernails are good seems that all they ever wanted was a marking them balloons are pretty big and say they should ever fall to ground call the magic marker this is a call to all my past resignations this is a call to all this is a call to all my past resignations it's been too long
They knew all along They're not dumb, they were so wrong She's not always fun Hate it now, call when I'm done
Pieces fell in place Puzzles suck, laugh in my face Turn and swing the pace I'll give this, keep the good waist
Head is on I want out I'm alone and I'm an easy target Metronome I want out I'm alone and I'm an easy target
Crazy TV dreams might be true Not what it seems. Food and cavities, chewing words Tear at the seams He don't feel so good, don't feel bad Not that he should I don't feel so good, don't feel bad Not that I should
since I'm putting down all of the true things around but I like it I handed down the crown given the jewels and the answers of may the thought of being ousted comes and goes when I think about it the wind blows I hate it
run me out of town somewhere a move might intended a gown at pissed at all the bowels always the blues and a delicate smile missed all of the sideways gull and noun chills and petty band-aids wrapped around I hate it
I'm molasses hung in rent read a sponsor one shot no post-show tear it off, but not a lot, it's not enough to debate as if you blame real and stagnate big shit no shit tear it off, but not a lot, only so much you can take some try that hit beast and mud lead big shit no shit tear it off, but not a lot, only so much you can take tear it off, but not a lot, it's not enough to debate big shit no duh right? one shot nothing
the train that I got onto up and left that town threw it up as it went down strange enough it left me rude and turned around watched as they all took their vows
fools were drawing trying to save that day I don't doubt that anyway
phase it out until the older ones return have a seat and watch it burn trace around the corner this is what I've learned always waited for my turn
down in the park where the machmen meet the machine and play kill by numbers down in the park with a friend called five I was in a car crash or was it the war but i never been quite the same little white lies like I was there
come to tom-tom's the place to eat like it was built in one day you can watch the humans trying to run oh look, there's a rape machine i'd go outside if it'd look the other way wouldn't believe the things they do
down in the park where the chant is death, death, death til' sun cries morning down in the park with friends of mine we are not lovers, we are not romantics we are here to serve you different face but the words never change
winding you way down to baker street light in your head and dead on your feet well another crazy day you'll drink the night away and forget about everything
this city desert makes you feel so cold its got so many people but its got no soul and its taking you so long to find out you were wrong when you thought it held everything
you still think that it was so easy you used to say that it was so easy but you're trying, you're trying now
another year and then you'd be happy just one more year and then you'd be happy but you're crying you're crying now
way down the street there's a lad in his place he opens the door and hes got that look on his face and he asks you were you've been you ell him who you've seen and you talk about anyting
he's got this dream about buying some land he's gonna give up the crack and the one night stands and then he'll settle down in some quite little town and forget about everything
but you knwo he'll always keep moving you know he's never gonna stop moving cause he's rolling, he's the rolling stones
when you wake up its a new morning the sun is shining its a new morning you're going, your going' on
