Take a pretty picture Don't you let that itch hurt Oh Your skin's a little thicker though you're feeling low Think about the punch line I swear it's on the grapevine That you feel a little inclined just to let it go I've got the upper hand on this bag of bones I have no time to resent, I'd rather be alone
Don't stop the energy Poor soul's epiphany I think ya Van Gogh cos the night is starry
Fuck that little dickhead Forget about what he said Oh, He couldn't even ????,I hope you tolg him so But you know that he knows I've got the upper hand on this bag of bones I have no time to resent, I'd rather stay at home
Don't stop the energy Poor soul's epiphany I think ya Van Gogh cos the night is starry Start slow, floating high Plateux, I'm unsure why But when the blood flows I swear I'll be fine
Take me where it's warmer, make me feel free Breathe a little longer and take it out on me Cos this world is where I wanna be
Don't stop the energy Poor soul's epiphany I think ya Van Gogh cos the night is starry Start slow, we're floating high Plateux, I'm unsure why But when the blood flows I swear I'll be fine, be fine