Letras
I wish I had my sister's life
She's always left something to return to
Her energy is never empty or burned though
No one knows me
No one knows what I can do
How many more years of this
Can it just be a few
My skills have a narrowing range
The candle lights are gleaming on the banks of my whooped ass
Someone lit the fire under me with a fulgent gas
But I don't go to doctors
I stopped making appointments
I stopped applying for work
And looking for apartments
Imagine getting it on a whim
Imagine getting it as a joke
Imagine getting it all back
Imagine getting it all broke
There is a magical fly buzzing in the blinds
Last night it was lying motionless on my drawer
Now I know it heard me snore
Something was taken from me
It desperately needs replaced
I'm not sure what it was
Or if it came from the human race
Months of chances
Of not living in the past
Not stopping as I go I don't drive too fast
I try to be grateful
And I try to be kind
But no one's company
Is enjoyable I find
Imagine getting it detached
Imagine getting it scratched up
Imagine getting it flat
Imagine getting it
I can't answer questions about it
It's not something I think about, not lying
I'm so tired of preventing people like you from dying
My instincts are faulty
My numbness is innate
Why still I choose the tunnels
Where all the voices congregate
What if you find that my soul never quits
Like leech-eaten wood on persuaded lakes
It just drops in bloodthirsty breaks
I'm not capable of animosity
There's none in me found
I just swing sharp swords silly
When there's no one around
My manner's been mutated remarkably