Vidual

She asked me in detail how to get to Where I'm from. But I told her it won't Work 'cause she needs to be raised in dark. I saw some crimes when I was young and Now my brain is gunk. Haven't found the right size sponge to rinse through All its rungs. I put my trust in many Things, but now I know that's dumb. So I don't trust anyone, only get along with Some. Saw that girl again one time, And now I know it's done. And my eyes were so forlorn, but her eyes Were so forlorn. I would chase people between the streets beneath the City of sun. I said, "Hey, how? Where you going with my gun?" She "Well, it's love that leaves my skin like Paper, son." 'Cause my head is starting to plunge, So I follow where she's gone. Getting all unraveled dirty game of All my brain Was for her junk, changing lipstick in my lungs. And if I another, now I want it to Be over. Hear her screaming all her worth. I said, "Baby, it's your turn." And she keeps on as one of the people. And she gets caught as one of the people. And she keeps on As one of the people. Oh, ooh, Ooh. She sits as dust, an earthly bust in a Capsule on my tongue. And I think of what we've done and sink Into where she's sung. Now upon my mantelpiece, she has no legs to Run. Still a trophy I ain't won in a Ceramic pot for one. And she scatters just like one of the people. And, yeah, she scatters just like one of the People. Yeah, she scatters just like one of the people. Oh, ooh