I look at you, and I feel fine. You are the face
You’ll never know the stair case, unless you talk to it. You’ll never be
Who are you smiling for, Mr. Happy? Don’t you know you’re on your own? You have no one to
Susan killed her self today. She wrote a letter saying goodbye to
I don’t like the waves, that crash down over me.
It’s not the shining stars that you use to see the world around you. It’s not the pretty
Mr. Peanut, wake up from your day dream. Reality is waiting
Johnny lost a lover, his dearest friend. Johnny’s eyes
I want to eat her doughnut hole for a scrumptious
I don’t want to sit and suffocate inside of my box anymore. I want
Fly through a wall, and land in a river. Feel the ray of the sun, and respond with a shiver.
A glass is empty, sitting on the kitchen counter, or it’s broken all
I am the child, who sits alone. I write dreams, that
All the world’s a stage, but I’m no actor. I can’t play a role,
I want to get high, cause I’m feeling low. I want to feel