@[Diderik:33655] "Your a holiday!" Was a popular term used in the 50s/60s to compliment someone on their all around. For example, not only are they beautiful, but they are fun and kind too ... just an all around "holiday".
I think your first comment is closer to being accurate. The singer/song writers state "Millions of eyes can see, yet why am i so blind!? When the someone else is me, its unkind its unkind". I believe hes referring to the girl toying with him and using him. He wants something deeper with her, thats why he allows himself to be as a puppet (even though for her fun and games) as long as it makes her happy. But he knows deep down that she doesnt really want to be serious with him and thats what makes him.
Alright
I laid down
And I drank the poison then I passed the fuck out
Now let me tell you 'bout the good life
I have a million different kinds of fun
When I'm asleep and in a dream that I'm your only one
Can we create something beautiful and destroy it?
Nobody knows I dream about it, this is my imagination
If you come over tonight we can travel through time
We can sleep on the ceiling and creep under black lights
I have a million different girls that hide under my bed
And when I let them out they treat me right
Oh what a waste of a perfectly good, clean wrist
You were screaming till the police came
Can we create something beautiful and destroy it?
Nobody knows I dream about it, this is my imagination
If every living thing dies alone
What am I doing here?
If every living thing dies alone
What am I doing here?
(Fuck it!)
If it's the end of the world
If it's the end of the world
You and me should spend the rest of it in love
Can we create something beautiful and destroy it?
Nobody knows I dream about it, this is my imagination
If every living thing dies alone
What am I doing here?
If every living thing dies alone
What am I doing here?
What am I doing here?
Oh, no
I laid down
And I drank the poison then I passed the fuck out
Now let me tell you 'bout the good life
I have a million different kinds of fun
When I'm asleep and in a dream that I'm your only one
Can we create something beautiful and destroy it?
Nobody knows I dream about it, this is my imagination
If you come over tonight we can travel through time
We can sleep on the ceiling and creep under black lights
I have a million different girls that hide under my bed
And when I let them out they treat me right
Oh what a waste of a perfectly good, clean wrist
You were screaming till the police came
Can we create something beautiful and destroy it?
Nobody knows I dream about it, this is my imagination
If every living thing dies alone
What am I doing here?
If every living thing dies alone
What am I doing here?
(Fuck it!)
If it's the end of the world
If it's the end of the world
You and me should spend the rest of it in love
Can we create something beautiful and destroy it?
Nobody knows I dream about it, this is my imagination
If every living thing dies alone
What am I doing here?
If every living thing dies alone
What am I doing here?
What am I doing here?
Oh, no
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It's 'travel through time'. Not 'sail'. :)
Yeah, I caught that a few days ago, but never got around to changing it. lol. It's changed now.