I want to run
But I refuse
To be burned
By a sun
That sees no crime in
Kissing
Violets
And bluebells
And stones
Who can't speak
Who never say a thing
So I'm sick
Of everything
So my body shivers
When I see you squirming
When I forgot to think
And yes
My heart is dead
Yet
I hear it beat
And beat
And beat
Beat. Beat. Beat.
Fuck Off
This heat
In a storm
Of snow and
Rocks
And
I cry and
I scream and
I wonder
Why
I am so alone these days
And
Why do I like to be alone these days
And no
I'm never alone
And no
It will never stop
Until I die
I'll see
I'll hear
Things
Which make me sane
Nor insane
But
A nut
Cracks
On my back
Hit. Spit. Hit.
I'm throwing a fit
Nothing matters
No one cares
This is life
And I'm not scared
Who dared
To say so
To pray so
To fake it so
Than make it so
Who dared
Who cared
To tell me
Where those angels are
Where the grass is red
And the tree cries your name
Totally insane
But no
A man is not a man
Unless it can kill
Without regret
In a sunset
And
With respect
I warn you
Cuz I hate you
But I like you
I am true
Thats why I lie
So often
To soften
The song on the radio
That claimed that
Jim Carey
Is the best friend of
Jamie Oliver
Just
Jamie
Little little Jamie
And Jim
Jim Jamie
Jamie Jim
And I hate
And I hate
And I hate
Vichy sun milk protection
Because
I don't like ice cream
And
Vichy
Surely
Looks like it
Classified as hydrogen
And a speculator
And a crime
And Billie
My Billie
I'm not an angel
Its just a visual of what I
Should give to the sea
On the cliff
And I'm not scared
Who dared
To say so
To pray so
To fake it so
Than make it so
Who dared
Who cared
To tell me
Where those angels are
Where the grass is red
And the tree cries your name
Totally insane
And no
Yes!
So
A man ain't a man
Unless it kills
Without regret
In a sunset
And with respect
I warn you
I like you
And
I'll fight you
I'm true
Thats why I lie
So often
To soften
The song on the radio
That claimed that
Jim Carey
Is the best friend of
Jamie Oliver
And I hate
I hate
I hate
Kissing
Violets
And bluebells
And stones
Who can't speak
Who never say a thing
And I hate
Kissing
Violets
And bluebells
And stones
Who can't speak
And never say a thing
But I love
I love
I love
I love
I love
A quartet dove
Who kisses
Violets
And bluebells
And stones
And stones
Stones
Just stones
And stones
And bones
And
God
Got tricked
Sent us free
Free
Look at me
Cause
Jim Carey
Is the best friend of
Jamie Oliver
The radio said that:
Jim Carey
Is the best friend of
Jamie Oliver
Jim Carey
Is the best friend of
Jamie Oliver
Just
Jamie
Little little Jamie
and Jim
Jim Jamie
Jamie Jim
Jim Jim Jamie Jim
Jamie Jamie Jim
Jim Jim Jamie Jim
Lets go swim
I never liked him
Running
Through my body
Spinning in
And I have a ring
That says that
I should bring
Him
Should sing him
Should spring see him
I should bring him
I should sing him
Cuz I like him
And I'm drowning
And spinning
In him
In Him
And he doesn't know