Two steps ahead of myself following you Set my on fire but the real Larsen (arson) was bad timing Walking through walls seemed so uninteresting You make magic mundane when you put the suicide in IV request Im finally walking on my own Mama was a Papa was a rolling kidney stone Send me home with thread to keep my wounds closed Here Lies the Truth was tattooed on the The wounds tore, leaking worms out of its newborn Your perfume performs poetry on my human form bacteria glowin in the dark, flash cooks the psyche All ever wanted was Oliver Hart (all of her heart) Ill go for a short in the long run the spores spread to the lungs Its all to the tongue Failed to it all comes to pass Fight me slow, me fast still my friend take off the mask
When I Ive got this perfect little medicine Bright enough to blind the sun, it my itches interesting Im a slave, a story, but your bravery is boring Lick your lips, em at my heart, and cut it open for me
If this was heaven it would have a better The director keeps me to act my age Maybe right If I could squeeze a bit of life out of this page In the book of love maybe Ill and shove my way Through this rainy day, changes in my brain the chains decay My prescription angel, and take my pain away Play your guitar, try to out my cough a treasure chest of pleasure, excess marks the spot Screw in the tighter, clip the loose wires I was truly inspired til my muse told me too tired I had to come and pull the label, read the warning running, running, running, running, can be habit for me
When I heard Ive got this little medicine Bright enough to blind the sun, it my itches interesting Im a slave, youre a story, but bravery is boring Lick your lips, em at my heart, and cut it open for me