papa may have been a rolling stone
but he always home
huggin his little girl
playing games and all
and that's admirable
so how's she so sad and sore
girl's been touched by a devil or something
she always running ike she scared
when nothin's there it's a little weird
she screams
without a sound
crying's getting louder now
i think i hear her falling down
eraser falls
great white sharks
and mirror balls spinning disco's loudest triumph at the world
took too many doses..
things are bright
and they keep bending
making everything just, rise and fall
as if the world were breathing lungs
full of atmosphere
with such an arrogant air
about the air
and it's humid
it's liquid
it's warm and
it's it's cool
she screams without a sound
her cries are getting stifled now
i think i hear her drowning out
she's my girl
afflictions and all
oh my god
it's been building for years
screaming gets too loud to hear
alright?
my answer to you
remains the same
until the day
they find me black and blue
and if you think that it's cool
i do too