My head aches, and feels the blunt vice grips/ hanging over my tequila sunrises/ Confide and write this to de-scribe a love life / that's feeling love lifeless/ I'm the type that'll cherish frozen winters/ stare at snowy blizzards and take it to heart/ Then break it apart, I carry hopes and blisters/ Cutting heart strings with a pair of broken scissors/ I'm still trapped in a middle school slow dance/ Stepping on toes in a mistletoe romance/ Misanthrope, discomposed who holds hands/ with grief...Kissing hope with no chance, but me/ I'm just searching for some beautiful/ a dream that I can catch And a person who's unusual/ When I find her, I'll try to face the tide/ Fight the hurricane, and tidal wave, goodbye
And I watch all the spectrums of angels/ Choking to death on the septums and halos/ Bread crumbs and fables, why change?/ I hang at the ends of the pay phone/ With no change or number to reach/ What blankets the sky I slumber beneath/ Under the speech, this song's about hope, joy, love and defeat/ All it takes is a peaceful autumn day/ For you to be happy and me to call it fate/ Even after a fucked up childhood, I'm still tryin'/ To believe in God and grace/
I try to get a piece of peace and sit and listen infinitely/ Holdin onto benefits, and isnt it so innocent? We/ Try to find another time and underline the cynical/ Its pitiful we run and hide and undermind the innermost/ When intervals of miserable will find a figure four/ And force the phyiscal and inner soul to find a bitter form/ And form another time and place where you can go and be so suitable/ When all I wanna do is go and search for something beautiful, in me/
I died once, and I knew that it was suitable/ I died twice, and I sang it like a musical/ I died again when I thought that the noose would hold/ Everything I love in the search for some beautiful/
I died once, and I knew that it was suitable/ I died twice, and I sang it like a musical/ I died again when I thought that the noose would hold/ Everything I love in the search for some beautiful/