Buy me a ticket
Coz’ I wanna ride
I’m bored over here
and I’m told it’s always greener
on the other side of my face
I can’t hide my disgrace
so I sit like a rat that doesn’t wanna run
But I’ll race you to win
Won’t you dive right in?
It’s not as bad as it looks it’s a whole lot
worse than I was
Don’t forget just because
you didn’t ask me
doesn’t mean I won’t lie
Down here beside me
Your legs open wide Me?
I think I’ll just enjoy the ride
Light as a feather
I promised I’d tell her
What nobody told me
that I shouldn’t sell her
And I know sometimes
I don’t mind being blind
No I don’t want to see all that I’ve left
Behind me
Remind me
I’m losing my way
but there’s nothing here for me
so what can I say?

You can kiss me or **** me
you know I won’t leave
But it’s too late to change
and I know it’s not
Easy to please me
Tease me again
I’ve seen you before but I can’t tell you
When will you listen?
When will I learn
It’s not what you said
but it’s all that I heard

But sometimes it just doesn’t make sense.
And most of the time it’s forgotten as soon as it’s said

Our words are like wishes
and we all talk too much
Can you believe what you see
and not feel what you touch?
Would you touch me again
like you touched me that day
when you gave me it all just to take it away and I’m leaving
I can’t find the meaning
I’m lonely and losing
I’ve got to keep moving
The more I forget
means the closer I get
to the end of this line
and this time
I’m gonna complain
about the length of the days
the mysterious ways
and the fact that
I’m sorry I didn’t hear you
What did you say?

I keep your photograph to haunt me, now that you’re not here.
I’ll live my lifetime having let you down,
so far, it’s only 17 years.

I wish that I could call you,
but there’s nothing I can say.
My memories are like minutes and the hours just slip away.

Home again alone again
like no other place.
I take off my jacket
and this unfamiliar face,
and into the darkness
where I live and dwell,
away from the strangers in that sunlit hell.

I wonder and I listen
but all I can hear
are the echoes of memories
ringing in my ears.
It’s hard to stay conscious with nothing to feel.
It’s hard to know the difference between what I dream and what’s real.

And all I can smell is ****.
Sooner or later I’ve got to
wake up out of this
nightmare it can’t be for real.
At first I was afraid
but now I don’t know what to feel.
I bought everything I was sold.
I just wish that I had gotten something in exchange for my soul.

It’s ****** by numbers, one day at a time.
The numbers are up so now which one is mine?
In daylight all I see is them wasting their lives
and each night I feel closer to the end of mine.
And I can see colours but I can’t make out the shapes
And I know you so well but don’t recognise your face.
It’s hard to stay conscious with nothing to feel.
It’s hard to keep dreaming, when nothing is real.

And all I can smell is ****.
Sooner or later I’m gonna wake up out of this nightmare, it can’t be for real.
At first I was afraid but now I don’t know what to feel.
I bought everything I was sold,
I just wish that I had gotten something in exchange for my soul.

The ever-present violence grows
deep out in the silence
and the emptiness inside me drives me mad.

I’ll not hang my head in sorrow
but I hope that on the morrow
I’ll awaken and the world won’t be so bad.

Boredom and depression
are the keys to my regression
as I watch my hopes and dreams go up in smoke.

All things I had desired
and ideals I had admired
now serve to make the world to me a joke.

I’m tired of this automation
I don’t believe you anymore
no longer shall I play this game for you.

I’d trade all my years existence
for one day with conscious thought
How I wish for all the things I never knew.

And now my eyes begin to close
as I feel my spirit slow
and I’ve escaped once more- ecstatic to be alive.

But when awoken on the morrow
short lived evasion of the sorrow
teary eyes befall the stricken face of a liar.