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Ugly little feelings
Crawl inside my head
Whatâs the point in leaving
This California king-sized bed?
What-ifâs
And the should-haveâs
They start to eat my brain
The shadow of my youth has
Made the sun go black again
I look around and I donât see the pretty things
The evil thoughts upstairs they donât need company
This broken glass it reflects back
The person Iâve become
And now
Here I am
I feel numb
On the fence
On the run
Spill my guts
What an act
I am sad
But to me Iâm lovely sad
Imaginary numbers
Control the ones we love
Fooled by affectation
And something up above
If youâre in love with diamonds
A simple death youâre dying
A wasted life to me
Here we are all liars
Just hoping to get higher
Than everyone we meet
Huxley said we live together but weâre always by ourselves
If you donât like this type of weather you can move to someplace else
Significance is rarely found underneath your couch
So now
Here you are
Feeling numb
On the fence
On the run
Down and out
Such a drag
Weâre all sad
But to me weâre lovely sad
- Album:
- American Candy
- Covers (Side A) [EP]
- Forever Halloween
- Imaginary Numbers (EP)
- Good Love - The Pioneer B-Sides (EP)
- Pioneer
- Some Days (Single)
- Black And White
- In Darkness And In Light
- ...And A Happy New Year
- Miscellaneous
- The Way We Talk (EP)
- Stay Up Get Down (EP)
- Black & White
- Covers (Side B)
- Love Yourself
- Forever Halloween (Explained)
- With A Little Help From My Friends
- Compilation
- Covers (Side A)