Two steps ahead of myself you blindly Set my on fire but the real Larsen (arson) was bad timing Walking through walls never seemed so You make magic mundane you put the suicide in sexy IV upon Im finally walking on my own Mama was a coma; was a rolling kidney stone Send me home enough thread to keep my wounds closed Here Lies the Truth was on the tombstone The wounds tore, leaking out of its newborn scorn Your perfume performs plastic on my human form bacteria glowin in the dark, flash cooks the psyche All Mikey ever wanted was Oliver (all of her heart) Ill go for a walk in the long run When the spread to the lungs Its all to the tongue Failed to accept it all comes to Fight me slow, me fast still my friend take off the mask
When I heard Ive got this little medicine Bright enough to blind the sun, it my itches interesting Im a slave, a story, but your bravery is boring Lick lips, point em at my heart, and cut it open for me
If this was heaven it would a better backstage The director keeps me to act my age Maybe shes If I squeeze a bit of life out of this empty page In the book of love Ill push and shove my way Through this day, changes in my brain made the chains decay My prescription angel, and take my pain away Play your guitar, try to sing out my Found a treasure of pleasure, excess marks the spot in the screws tighter, clip the loose wires I was truly inspired til my muse told me too tired I had to and pull the label, didnt read the warning running, running, running, running, running can be for me
When I heard Ive got perfect little medicine enough to blind the sun, it makes my itches interesting Im a slave, youre a story, but your is boring Lick lips, point em at my heart, and cut it open for me