Maybe I could swin 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. Oh God here comes the downside.
Wild eyes of terror pray for sex on the beach while
Oceans of kerosene will soak into me. I'm
not meant for this world, I just don't see the point.
Don't think about it. Don't over think about it.
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.
Desperate times and desperate measures.
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 better hide the bullets". You stayed on the phone and talked to me.
Did I trigger my nightmare once again?
It's fucking loaded in hand. And we'll let the fire rage.
The smoke and the drowning flames.
My bedroom computer light is the only menace to my new faux wooden blinds.
Desperate times and desperate measures.
I come so close, my hopes are severed by the downside.
A million waves in the ocean crash at once to make you smile.
Now I only pray when it all goes down,
I'll be surrounded by all of the ones I loved and cared about, and then burn it down.
And life is a joke, at least I can love you naked and tatooed.
Counting the stars and scars.
And if the pain is a sound, let's slow it down.
Desperate times and desperate measures.
I come so close, my hopes are severed by the downside.
A million waves in the ocean crash at once to make you smile.
Now I only pray when it all goes down,
I'll be surrounded by all of the ones I loved and cared about, and then burn it down.
Outro
Your serotonin's gone.
The kerosene is gone.
The sunset is gone.
So, hold on.