8 May 2009

Dangervisit



So much writing on the walls, can you read it all

Can you see through the haze when the writing's small?
Can you read what it means does it make any sense?
'Cause it's all dollar bills and pounds and pence
Telling you what to do and what pills to take
When your head's in your hands and your belly aches
Where to go in the world when you need a change
Don't you worry about the bill, that can be arranged.

Make me sad, make me sleep, make me question,

Give me things that can calm this depression

Let me know what to do when my money's spent
Let me know how to smell and to pay the rent
Let me know what to do when my hair is gone
Let me know who to kill when the war is on
There's a woman of your dreams and she's all on the phone
Better send her a text when you're on your own

Make me sad, make me sleep, make me question,

Give me things that can calm this depression

So much writing on the walls

Feel, just obey !


You know that they can't harm you.
You know that they can't hurt you.
Don't want their dreams to waste me.
Don't want their dreams to save me.

High rises
Killing lows

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