Would you still love me, if I went crazy and lost my
I look at you, and I feel fine. You are the face
I’d like to feel a beautiful flower against my skin. It’s funny how roses
I’m a piece of wind, and so I cuddle with
I want to eat her doughnut hole for a scrumptious
A million mirrors go into making a warm cup of acid for a baby panda
For the love of sanity, try to be funny and make me laugh.
The world has it’s disillusions, and you can’t trust because not
A stream that runs into a blanket, falls into a cloudy dream. A picture that
A man sitting on a hill, gazing up at the stars, questioning if
I killed the angel who kissed me, and I must confess
I’m in love with sad numbers that make rain drip down my round pumpkin.
I don’t like the waves, that crash down over me.
I don’t want to sit and suffocate inside of my box anymore. I want
It’s not the shining stars that you use to see the world around you. It’s not the pretty