Tonight in the lab we'll sin again Tonight bring all the junk you can and we'll empty out the ditches and burn the evidence A real life addiction to
Drawing clouds out of thin air on our knees we're always there Say goodnight now turn the lights down into which we'll be reunited
With kerosene I think I'm gonna torture her tonight and all the words that she wrote down were written off and torn out of my spine just to spite what
Right now all the walls are growing taller and the background is dressing up in white how'd things come to this? If you look up from under water you'
On the radar we can see the colors but you'll never know If I can ever see you again. On the radar we can tell the future but you'll never know If
I remember the road And the concrete Under a blanket of stars Moving downstream And I remember the lakeside And the stories Watching the moon play on
I can tell by the way you shake your hands It's like an icebox in here And I can see your breath And the way that the bright lights hit her face It
On a chance we meet again In a life and death experiment And they cut your thoughts in increments I could see that you were Heaven-sent You, you're
When all the sheep in your head can't count When all the ghosts in your bed lie down If ever your conscience could swear you were already there Breathe
The smile on your face is so fake but my grasp on this night is so innocent and my hands are beginning to shake I take a drink and forget it all Now
L-U-P-U-S is all you can say And I can't remember how it got this way There will be light after there is some gray And everything moves to the back of
Hey operator, he speaks in a serious tone I know you can hear me, I know you can heal me Hey operator, he speaks in a serious tone I know you can hear
I am your constant sleepy face I am a smile you can't erase I'll take up every empty page And then your mind starts over I am your sense of self esteem
Hey Something better gives you chills This one's for all within range Single motives start to thrill We're here to ransack your brain Ransack your brain
The postcards we've seen of the west coast make it seem like its so warm but its not in the real world We spent three days on a greyhound it's funny
The smoke is filling the hallway and lungs are beginning to burn but there will be better days When all you've lost is everything and nothing means everything
Mayday our sights are all wrong and I think we're going down Your coming in loud and clear about twenty feet from ground but it's to late to bail out
Say, Jennifer Your hips are doing things That no one sees And I'm in misery 'Cause your lips are killing me It makes me scream And if you see me in
