I'll lock myself alone in a room Drink until the clock strikes noon With just a pen, a pill, and some paper. And maybe I will write a sad song Or another cliche poem About the person that I long to be.
I wanna die like Jim Morrison A fucking rockstar. I wanna die like God, on the cover of time. Just a blink and it's gone. So please pour some fame in my glass.
So kill the forest, and destroy the beauty.
I'll lock myself alone in a room Drink until the clock strikes noon With just a pen, a pill, and some paper. And maybe I will write a sad song Or another cliche poem About the person that I long to be.
(Colors blind) The eyes. (Sounds deafen) The ear. (Flavors numb) The taste. (Thoughts weaken) The mind.
I'll attack someone with a switchblade knife So that I can see their pain. I choose to be a serial killer 'Cause the victims don't get any fame.
I'll lock myself alone in a room Drink until the clock strikes noon With just a pen, a pill, and some paper. And maybe I will write a sad song Or another cliche poem About the person that I long to be.
(I'll lock myself alone in a room) Just know... (Drink until the clock strikes noon) We are... (With just a pen, a pill, and some paper) A spec... (And maybe I will write a sad song or another cliche poem about the person that I long to be ) In time... Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
