When I wake in the morning
Of a bad skin day
And
There is a darkness to these jaded days
Maybe it's a
When your hand brushed against mine
I thought I'd collapse
I'm no
On the telephone
On the message board
On the toilet wall
Telemarket poll
By
Put your sweet fingers
A little closer to the keyboard
It's hard
I've got your blood
Under my fingernails
It feels like I could
Never
Somewhere in this sea of Club Milks
Tea and ashtrays
There is
Natalie always seem to notice
These traces of our lives before
Cute hoors on every corner
They're putting out, putting out
And there's
He said 'I wanna shine in the eye of Orion
She had mixed me
With someone she once seen
Projected on her
