papa may have been a rolling stone   but he always home   huggin his little girl   playing games and all   and that's admirable      so how's she so sad and sore   girl's been touched by a devil or something   she always running ike she scared   when nothin's there it's a little weird      she screams   without a sound   crying's getting louder now   i think i hear her falling down      eraser falls   great white sharks   and mirror balls spinning disco's loudest triumph at the world      took too many doses..   things are bright   and they keep bending   making everything just, rise and fall      as if the world were breathing lungs   full of atmosphere   with such an arrogant air   about the air      and it's humid   it's liquid   it's warm and   it's it's cool      she screams without a sound   her cries are getting stifled now   i think i hear her drowning out      she's my girl   afflictions and all      oh my god   it's been building for years   screaming gets too loud to hear      alright?      my answer to you   remains the same   until the day   they find me black and blue      and if you think that it's cool   i do too