There is a pause in my life That started when I was in the attic Just a few moments now Before the whole thing collapses See the cracks in the windows
There's no time, a few hours to sleep Just drive till tomorrow Here I go, my drunk tank's on 'Empty' I've run low on sorrow One last demon drop is All
One things for sure It's not the same anymore Close the door There's a wind coming in And if it's true I will believe in you, in you, in you And if it
Not looking for the shell-shocked signs of life Your shadow still looms larger in the night There's a nickel on the sill for good luck's sake I left it
I scratched my finger On the door in front of you You scratched your finger At the girl outside That's a bigger Responsibility When all my children Is
I close my door at night But they get in all right And she turns on the light I held her hands so tight 'Cause words don't come out right And she sees
The newest clown Cries an old type of tears Watch them fall There they lie Crispy, ancient and they leak Formaldehyde Going Going, I'm gone Go away
Tears fall down like paper around you But I cannot get through, there's nothing I can do You steal secrets from the Gods But I'm no God and I wish I was
When I sleep is when you rise Get out of bed, wipe the sleep from your eyes I shut my eyes, all the world drops dead Now's the time friend of mine With
All spangled up, glittering on There's a monster in the kitchen, his light's turned on Thanks for coming, it's meant a lot But you sure do know how to
I've been turned on in that little room And I am all caved in now like a cat I've woken up, 'cause you've spoken up I'm catatonic but ready to roll Drift
Hey when the need becomes too strong or long, drawn out for me to take Like a cigarette burn to the fleshy turbines of my heart That faded afternoon floats
Rachael Thelmy is not very sure A little girl inside her uniform But aren't you really just a penny whore? Rachael tell me what I'm waiting for Right
Racine took a trip to Long Island She got so tired of Times Square Sometimes she'd look at herself in the mirror Sometimes she wouldn't even dare Racine
You have spoken, the photo's fadin' And nothin' is goin' right A shooter's hand to, turn a cheek to A cough into at night Leaves are eyes that look inside
Well, I compare you too You've got the same toothy grin Penchant for dramatic ends See the harbor lights His five brothers down there Salty Bay back home
Everyone has their own myths Not their father's troubles It's the mother's kiss But me, would you save my life Or take it away from me? Stab me with a