smokin out the window singin somthin summonin the wind in the night in the spring when the purpose defeats itself curse the place where the pieces fell on you then i betcha go runnin to your moms house when you feel done in and drained then i betcha go rummaging through your journals that you kept at 13 now shes got all these expectations when i call i make her lose her patience when loves dispensable does that make sense at all to you dont wanna be seen with you just wanna be mean to you
stories spilling out from the lips of the boys bout the east coast girl peeking out the window of a hybrid its the east coast girl im feeling manic wines way too tannic wishing that my butler was here showing all the bachelors at the party what it means to be ivy league cant believe your friends are such bums at this big ten university taking hits of acid and e finding brand new ways to be me me me me blushing hard and touching my cheek i'm gonna charm the high society its the east coast girl stories spilling out from the lips of the boys bout the east coast girl who flew into town spent all her money goin back to the east coast world who was she after why did her laughter murder the boys on the street
you got a: bounding pulse pulsing pulse wanting pulse esconcing pulse daunting pulse dancing pulse feel the tension when the wrong thing pulls you have a singing pulse singing pulse
first your on the other side CO in your eyes circular logic somethin happens and you always wanna drink too fast giving everyone lessons the people of power require that you lesson to them! try to avoid'er found out an order of things ways to destroyer favorite secret corner first your on the other side of the gateway when the CO in your eyes defeats me with circular logic in your voice repeating that you know something happend and your drinkin too fast again giving everyone lessons thats the order of things
i remembered you as a loner walking through department stores at night for hours kept your words from the others but i heard you speak so suprising in the morning had the brightest morning braids of a fighter fought you through long afternoons 'stractions fall apart sitting in your room evil is shearing your hair on the clothes on the floor everywhere
all white outside listening to the dance of the language barrier man goes outside smokin weed by the fire places that you wanna stay forever to get supplies he tries girls that talk about the weather and smile sun going down like a diver making forget chances splashes and crashes in the pool skippin class on thursday totally rules gotta ride next time good line part time you'll find let the monkeys pull their carts wondering how we stole their hearts a straight sign
theres this heaviness in your sigh that weighs me betrays me degrades me invades me whenever you want whatever you want there you are why so far?
in the winter of the summer i think i got strung out in the august of the winter i think i got wrung out i think i got strung out i think i got wrung out dont wanna tellya what it did to me, dont wanna go that far, hard to say but its plain to see guess i went too far in the burning of summer my skin began to peel, in the freezing of the solstice, i think i'm biting back my skin began to peel, think i'm biting back waitin for you to get used to it waitin for you to come down waitin for you to get over it waitin for you to come over