Sightseeing? It's a hunt for an eye its a silent walk at night when we scream in delight Halls and patterns they dont matter anymore they dont a have a secret lore its just too sore
vision is not a decision no concentration means no plan can i perform an incision? the operation has begun
Oh, oh, oh
Purple, sinister skies, why are they pretty? They look like lies Rocks and chemicals get inside my body they are making my white teeth shoddy
Being first everywhere is not my talent Soft and tender like rat poison in your eyes Smiling on a photo for a school album Innocent, pure, says "cheese" and "hi"
True love only lives on a paper Behind the lines does not live a caper