Maybe I could swim into your thoughts like your drugs do, paralyze your body, sick and tired of waking up to burning eyes and cigarettes, I'm falling through the couch like a suicide mission tonight. My god, here comes the downside.
I'm not meant for this world, I just don't see the point.
And, life is a joke, but everything's riding on me tonight. Been counting the stars and scars, how I'm becoming a work of art.
I come so close my hopes are severed by the downside, a million waves in the ocean crash at once to make you smile.
The whispered words 'You'd better hide the bullets'. You stayed on the phone and talked to me day and night.
Trigger my nightmares once again.
And we'll let the fire rage, the smoke and the drowning flames.
My bedroom computer light is the only menace to me new faux wooden blinds.
If anyone can guess what song this is and who the band is, then you'll be able to ask me anything you want and I HAVE TO answer it honestly.
I'll see if Candor can lend me some of their truth serum (HIGH FIVE TO ANYONE WHO GET'S THAT!! <3)
