Sometimes I don't say the right things To make you love me even more than you do Though I try, I just can't apologize For all the things I'm puttin' you
I'm not a young man anymore But I've got the face of a nineteen year old Probably be a dad soon, sitting in my front room With my kids, play doe mold
This is for every life story, every detail Ex-dotcom millionaires with shitty jobs in retail Every ingrown toenail, pile of junk mail Drivin' test drive
Picture this, 2:30 on the hottest night in June He awakes for no reason and checks his watch by the moon And his mouth feels as dry as his eyes as he
Morning light don't scratch my eyes Just let me wash up on a shore I used to have the strangest dreams But they don't come here anymore My duvet's laid
Well, how many times Have we rowed and thrown tantrums? And how many times have we loaded And cocked the hammers on our verbal guns? And how many times
Life is but a dream Life is but a dream Life is but a dream Life is but a dream Life is but a dream in a greater scheme Wakin' up is hard to do Even
Your two eyes, they speak to me Special treats and delicacies In your velvet corridors Sticky walls and sugar floors Your fingers, they speak to me Butterfly
They'll be making sure you stay amused They'll fill you up with drugs and booze Maybe you'll make the evenin' news And when you're trippin' over your
key will let you out Strange overtones though they?re slightly out of fashion I?ll harmonize I see the music in your face That your words cannot explain Strange Overtones
Another elephant gray sky and it's cold outside I've been a phantom with no place to hide Is my fortune searching for the love inside? Or am I tortured
I made a machine that's smarter than me. It took my job and my family. I'm pretty good, but i'm obsolete. I don't get no sleep. That machine works all
(D. Gutter) I heard the doctors on the street who say their prescription's great send my condolences to the kid who springs to buy his brand new brain
At one time I decided to tryand turn on the happenings They told me things got worse - than I ever thought they were And it hurts to watch Have I turned
(D. Gutter) I swear I could be good for you if I ever get the chance to. I never win, you never get it I put up with this shit but I don't have to They
Juke blastin faster slow it down if I huff and I puff san i blow it down in every disco in San Francisco I had a chance but I missed though can I write
(D.Gutter) looking out my window I see all i need though clouds may threaten rainy days the whistle of the wind, and the whisper of the breeze I see blue
A clown is the reason for this pain The fawn they were teasing grew antlers out of it's brain. A clown is the reason for this pain. The dawn is a season
