Lyrics:
Counting sheep
By the light of the static
On my
TV screen
I'd give anything to see your face
Empty room
My smoking gun
You laughed when i said I'd
Give in to endless deceit
Skeletal face
Crooked mouth
I once felt the life in you
Through clenched hands ripped apart
Eternally out of reach
looks up see yourself in his face
Your arms are stronger swallowing spit on the brink
Of a blade used to shave with
Of his wake, and in the moment
I
I don't really want to fall in love again
The laying of cold flowers offered by fate, your friend
(See) when your darling greets you with the tears
Every single place
It's all the same to me
Every single face
I know it will be replaced
By another smiley one
Who will also be left soon
Somewhere behind
retreating
To ovals of white.
The urge to feel your face
And blood rushing to paint my hand print
A Frisbee one by one
Your vinyl on laminate
Desperate for
Sitting alone, in the rain,
One day you came and sat by me.
When I looked up,
You just smiled and said hello and I saw your pretty face.
I never knew
on you either way
it doesn't matter which way you face somehow I'm always gonna be in your way cut from me spend on defense that's genocide
I'll find
tick tack boom!
There's a bomb inside your room
And it's just about to explode in your face
By then we've won the go go race
Well, I don't mind
closed our eyes
To keep learning on feelings we had
We were close
Misty memories of a past come by
And I'll write my pray
On your face
I realize time's ticking by
Change what I am
This way I feel it
Like me now, like you now, like me now
The faces change
Hides in the shade
I
Dust of universe and its essence -
And look attentively
Every star is a stone
In the cosmic pavement on which step you
And your odyssey has no
I ever miss, I shared with you
The other cities hold a memory still of a place
But when I dream of London, I can only see your face
I want you
Face suicide at the gates
Keep your evil away
From the mother of civilization
Communic Who have resolved to compel
Under a luminous sky....
Do you feel alive now that you own the dead
Praying on their corpses, their hearts no longer feel
Your sainthood is obvious on every starving face
It hurts when I can't see your face
Or call you on the phone
It hurts me when I can't be sure
If you're coming home
It hurts me when we push
do.
In the arms of a city
that holds no trace for,
the face or,
space for you and me.
So go make your life,
not a living.
Singing glory,
Glory,
matter tomorrow, tomorrow
So look up, don't look down, raise your head, turn around
See the faces, you know they're all looking for you
Think that you
you're gonna bury me with your total misery
And when I'm out on Saturday with Charlie and Bill
I know for a while I shouldn't, I don't know if I will or I
Jessica, Jessica, nothing is better
Than sitting with Jessica close by my side
It's a love you can't measure
And when we're together
A walk in
shame
It's hard
It's hard to open up your heart
And face the fact that you could fail
And show the world what you don't know
And let your long-held
a happy little place.
A really fun place where
You can lose your face.
And all of my friends
Including me are insane.
It's a little hide-a-way
To hide away
your own illusion
And I'm not taken in by anything that you say or do
All that I know
I got to hide my face
'Cause you are a world of wonderful
young in your eyes
But my heart's in the twilight years
You can still be moved to cry, but as for me
I have no tears
And you say, whoa oh, whoa-whoa
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