Young Alien Type
Bluelighter
The world is skewed sideways.
Perhaps I should pick myself up
from off the floor.
Singing this same song over and over
and over.
Tends to become habit forming,
these words.
It's funny, how I can identify so well
With five minutes of someone else's soul.
And couldn't point a finger at my own.
The carpet and I have a lot in common.
We share secrets, her and I.
I'd say we've both been tread on,
but you saw that one coming.
The ceiling, the carpet, and I.
Holding hands and walking nowhere
Along the stucco walls.
...yes, our feet tire quickly.
How are we going to fit through the door?
I think i'll lie here and think about it
for a while.
(Title quote from Failure- "The Nurse Who Loved Me")
Perhaps I should pick myself up
from off the floor.
Singing this same song over and over
and over.
Tends to become habit forming,
these words.
It's funny, how I can identify so well
With five minutes of someone else's soul.
And couldn't point a finger at my own.
The carpet and I have a lot in common.
We share secrets, her and I.
I'd say we've both been tread on,
but you saw that one coming.
The ceiling, the carpet, and I.
Holding hands and walking nowhere
Along the stucco walls.
...yes, our feet tire quickly.
How are we going to fit through the door?
I think i'll lie here and think about it
for a while.
(Title quote from Failure- "The Nurse Who Loved Me")
