Julie's July

We've been looking forward to its arrival.
It's summertime
and she's received an anonymus call coming straight from
a faceless lover.
She feels sick.
On the other corner there's this gentle boy
that's eerie at times,
'cause every time that she feels his static she can't get rid of
twisted déjà vus.
And if you dig in her scars
you'll probably find out they're from violent shows.
She is savage in the fishtank.
She's tasted the top so many times
but now she's waiting on the edge of the cliff for a response.
She's tasted the top so many times
but now the lights have fusedand she can't reach the switch.
Pick up the telephone, her answer is calling you way too many times.
Well she said or you said that you gotta admit
maybe it's not better off that way.
This is Julie's July,
no one will ruin her summer now.
This is Julie's July,
she won't forget
that we rise and fall alone.
We rise and fall alone,
rise and fall alone,
rise and fall alone.
Did you realize
that she was uptight?
Well no one's gonna stop her now,
she'll find you wherever you're hiding.
Digging in her scars,
you'll probably find out they're from violent shows.
Your stings have softened her flesh.
There are no guarantees
for her,
you play with new scales.
Pick up the telephone, her answer is calling you way too many times.
Well she said or you said that you gotta admit
maybe it's not better off that way.
This is Julie's July,
no one will ruin her summer-
now she looks impressive,
so blinding in her cardboard dress.
She is descending to the drains
to find the basis of her pain,
this is Julie's July.
Your fingers are engraved between her hair on her face,
That's why everything she sees is just a silhouette.
Your fingers are engraved between her hair on her face,
That's why everything she sees is just a silhouette.
Your fingers are engraved between her hair on her face,
That's why everything she sees is just a silhouette.
Your fingers are engraved between her hair on her face,
That's why everything she sees is a silhouette.
In the mood for some alcohol.
You,
you better quit
her life is a present, so take,
take good care of her.
Deceivers know me well.
For her you are a chain
to climb up to the moon.
Somewhere,
lost in a vast desert inside a vinyl bag she's just trying to walk aside,
far from her body
all the time.
Now,
she feels alive.
She's clinging to these
lies,
they are true for her,
they are-
We rise and fall alone,
rise and fall alone,
rise and fall alone,
we rise and fall alone.
Pick up the telephone, her answer is calling you way too many times.
Tic tac, tic tac, watch time go by.
Maybe it's not better off that way.
This is Julie's July,
no one will ruin her summer now.
This is Julie's July
and she won't crawl.
Pick up the telephone, 'cause her answer is calling way too many times.
She said or you said that you gotta admit
maybe it's not better off that way.
This is Julie's July,
no one will ruin her summer now.
This is Julie's July
and she won't crawl.
The twilight is coming down.