I Type Like A Scene-Kid...

It's all these silly words that get me off,
When we're already gone.
I'm just a short walk away from this long piers dawn-side.
So let me gravitate,
Towards the spot we used to shake
In the backlight,
Blacklight parking lots haunt.
I guess it's the pills,
I took a few hours ago,
That's dimming the lights,
And making time slow.
I'm just a bard trying to make my way home.
My wa-ay home.
I guess it's the pills,
I took a few hours ago,
That's dimming the lights,
And making time slow.
I'm just a bard trying to make my way home.
My wa-ay home.
Everyday just feels exactly the same.
I think I'm losing my mind,
Maybe I'm just insane.
"We come together"
"We brake together"
"We melt together"
We come together,
Puzzle pieces little locks & keys.
We brake together,
Ocean pieces somewhere on the quays.
We melt together,
Oh please please tease.
Major minor seventh chords will please.
I guess it's the pills,
I took a few hours ago,
That's dimming the lights,
And making time slow.
I'm just a bard trying to make my way home.
I guess it's the pills,
I took a few hours ago,
That's dimming the lights,
And making time slow.
I'm just a bard trying to make my way home.
"I type like a scene kid but i sing like a californian"
I guess it's the pills,
I took a few hours ago,
That's dimming the lights,
And making time slow.
I'm just a bard trying to make my way home.