| I'm not your baby
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| I'm my mother's only
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| My mother's prettiest
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| My friend thinks I made it
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| I walk around like a pile of bone remains
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| At tight parties in Moncler vests
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| And I hate that it's so easy for you to like me so much
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| Spilled red wine on the white flag but you know so well
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| That if I went away you would have hoisted it fast
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| I had done that too
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| So gone and painted it black
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| For once, I was awake for 60 hours at a time
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| I swallowed and stuck my feet in the pliers
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| So protect me from everything I want
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| Because I do not want to be here
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| Pictures hanging on walls that disappear
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| Slower than sure and there is none
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| No one wants to trust anything
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| Forward in time that does not exist, but we must go there
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| I have empty frames without pictures
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| Lined up against the wall, because they're lying
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| Trying to understand, but they just mimic
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| End before it begins
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| Because I no longer see what they're trying so hard to tell
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| I'm not the same
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| I have many new opinions
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| Life took some turns
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| Wake me up when we arrive
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| Need something in the system, too little voltage for my wires
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| Turned the light switch on and off, on and off and off and on
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| Almost like watching the days go right in front of the island on us
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| We're so damn small
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| Let me be honest, I do not hear anything that I particularly believe in, yeah
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| For once, I was awake for so long that I became dizzy
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| Became comfortable in the air and stuck in the sky
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| So protect me from everything I want
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| Because I do not want to be here
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| Pictures hanging on walls that disappear
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| Slower than sure and there is none
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| No one wants to trust anything
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| Forward in time that does not exist, but we must go there
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| I have empty frames without pictures
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| Lined up against the wall, because they're lying
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| Trying to understand, but they just mimic
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| End before it begins
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| Because I no longer see what they're trying so hard to tell |