Do you remember when we played that game? It wasn't hard but it turned out that way When you were gone they'd try to take your place But it just wasn'
Translation: The Swellers. His Name Is Robert Paulson.
Comfort me. Choose a friendship that's not made of plastic. That was me: eye crossed, stars wide and patiently saying "I still believe that the world
Don't spend your life making up your mind. Choose your way to bleed, eat, love, sleep, and breathe. Model a life that most resembles it. Decades change
Things started fine. Some things went wrong but I ignored the signs. And I recall the nights we wove the silver robes from the moon above. And I still
My funny Valentine, sweet comic Valentine. You make me smile in my heart. Your looks are laughable Unphotographable Yet you're my favorite work of art
I have to know: is it you I'm seeking? This feeling's strong, and it comes as it... Please don't leave this in my hands. 'Cause I know love sometimes
and the sky is made of wine, not whiskey or rye. and the moon is full. In this land of fantasy, it's good to be free, I promise you. pine cones. blue
Home again and you're remembering when you were young Thoughts that come to you surrounded by your flesh and blood. You were blown away cause they made
All at once sight becomes a sound, the sky becomes a shroud. Tickles roof of mouth. Two lines at a time, a voice is heard but what did it say, what could
Get a pen, make a list of your crimes and then hand it over. Who says you can't switch sides? It's that simple. And you can't make mistakes, but as men
I hear you went away You had to leave this state It seems your past was catching up to you in this place I've been alone in hearing you That's when the
Broke and drunk on lemonade; her idea to go away. When-when they-they arrive dress-dressed in pride, they'll wash them down in flashing lights. Weight
I want to know if we're armed with what we need. Is what we need what I want to know? Chances are the catacombs are not as dark. Still I want to know
Drove to work to find some time alone. I called ahead; no one answered cause no one's there. I'm fine, just tired, and hiding from things I can't explain
Given in to this feeling that I'm on the verge of something. It's an inch, it's a lift, it's just the way it is. I should've chained the doors to save
They said duck but I got caught and it took out my jaw. They said shoot but I froze up, but I took in what I saw. And I'm not blind. These eyes of complacency
Day breaks into pieces, and I made another enemy. I'm lost by the wayside, but I made it in your diary. And you say... I'm gonna want you, want you.
