uninspired
2003-05-02 @ 8:21 p.m.
random . reading . the catcher in the rye + the making of a serial killer // taking in . butter vanilla candles + laveder incense // listening to . siamese dream + white pony // feeling . cold + lonely
look, i wrote a stupid song .
uninspired .
sometime someone said to me
the sweetest things in life are free
but all i've got's this candy coated misery
butter scented candles burn my eyes
and i suppose it comes as no surprise
i never listened to those silly lies anyway
i wanna fly
wanna fly far away from here
sometimes it might seem
all too much to take
i wanna fly
wanna fly far away from here
but it's so much easier
to stay and fake
lie to me
la la la lie die die
lie to me, baby
la la la lie
smashing pumpkins . sweet sweet
sweet sweet sweet sweet little agony
i don't know just where you've been
but i'll take take take
all that you have for me in sin
where are we going?
and they all want you to change
and they all want you to change
and the sad sad sad
all the sad faces drown
in this town
where are we going?
and they all want you to change
where are we going?
and they all want you to change
where are we going?
