my father was a story my mother was afraid they didn't mean to make me but i got made anyway since i was a young child i much prefferred the rain they asked me are you happy? i said i can't explain
and i say....
heatstroke yellow maybe strawberry blue the strongest thing i ever felt was feelings for you so try to look me in the eye a difficult goodbye to all the things we hide
i live my life upon a crystal ship its unbelievable but i keep believin i never give up till the day i die i never give up till the day i die
i say...
every single time they come back home from the road i say tell me where you been to tell me what you gone for they tell me on the road you end up losing your sole i'm thinking when they made me they forgot one of those
i say..
rich kids singing of the silver spoon blues they tell me i can't get in cause theres just no more room but they lie they look me in the eye scared of what they'd find underneath my side uh ohhhh.....
and i hope your right so i can see the sunshine and i hope your right so cause i don't like this way and i hope your right so i can change the future cause i was only hidingin the rain
since i was a young child i seemed to like the rain you asked me are you happy i said can't explain i told you i'm a monster uh oh and i can't seem to feel uh oh you ask me are you happy uh oh said no but i am real
and i say...
heatstroke yellow maybe strawberry blue the strongest thing i ever felt was feelings for you so try to look me in the eye a difficult goodbye to all the things we hide uh oh
rich kids singing of the silver spoon blues they tell you you can't get in cause theres just no more room but they lie they look you in the eye scared of what they'd find underneath your side