selfish introvert.
Sing songs won’t you sing along into the back room,
A thought alone in this world is just like me to disagree..
ever wonder why the animals so narrowly escape manic depression?
Put it on my tab.
If I paint the sky at the right time,
And set it for your eyes to gaze upon,
Honey, will you see the lights?
Will you hold my hand tonight?
Last call for alcohol in the loneliest of avenues with no one I know,
There's a medicine for that.
There's a medicine for that!
Down to earth on a mattress at a cheap motel,
Counting dollar bills and pretending I know her well,
There's a medicine for that.
There's a medicine for that.
aidan.
Sing back the tunes we play,
Transistor radios and old board games,
I look at the computer and might cry.
The fire spreads through the dry grass nearby.
We bust grooves like the crippled mausoleum keepers;
Wheelchair running from the grim reaper.
Printing centerfolds from the school computer.
From the school computer.