Those pools of amber
They see right through
But no, not to view
What's inside me
Rather, I'm a ghost
Fluorescent, luminescent
There's no one sitting
In this chair here
Pass me a beer
But there's no one
Sitting within
Someone not quite
Not exactly what you'd want
Your dreams don't look like me
So **** it
Don't say a word
You don't even need to
I play the guest
In your castle
And though I'm surrounded
There's no one else here
Or at least none
Who can see my face
I turn my layer opacity
Down to zero
And now I'm here
And now I'm not
And no one's here
Who can see my face
Nobody
Nothing
Nobody
No one has a clue
I turn my layer opacity
Down to zero
And no one has a clue
But it doesn't make a difference
No, not to you.
So brush me out
A few clicks here
A few strokes there
That's all you have to do.
Sep 7, 2010
Sep 7, 2010 at 12:11 PM UTC
Those pools of amber
They see right through
But no, not to view
What's inside me
Rather, I'm a ghost
Fluorescent, luminescent
There's no one sitting
In this chair here
Pass me a beer
But there's no one
Sitting within
Someone not quite
Not exactly what you'd want
Your dreams don't look like me
So **** it
Don't say a word
You don't even need to
I play the guest
In your castle
And though I'm surrounded
There's no one else here
Or at least none
Who can see my face
I turn my layer opacity
Down to zero
And now I'm here
And now I'm not
And no one's here
Who can see my face
Nobody
Nothing
Nobody
No one has a clue
I turn my layer opacity
Down to zero
And no one has a clue
But it doesn't make a difference
No, not to you.
So brush me out
A few clicks here
A few strokes there
That's all you have to do.