Firecrackers fly
It's a colorshow
We run for nothing

Johnny Pop makes soda bombs
You can hear him come down the hall

Sparks hit the floor
Run away! Run away!
It's coming for you!

Bottle rockets hit the sky
They explode in days gone by

We run
We are still running
We are invincible

I walked in.
There was light.
I was fed penicillin.
I drank alchohol.
Carpe Diem.

21ST
I lost sight of it.
.. / .--. .-.. . -.. --. . / .- .-.. .-.. . --. .. .- -. -.-. . .-.-.-

I walked out.
The light was gone.

My name is St. Jimmy
with a heart like a hand grenade
But the tracks were bleeped
An idiot was I made

I eat 20 packs a day
But haven't smoked a single one
I am a romance machine in my head
But I've never actually had fun

I am a model by day
A rebel by night
Nobody actually knows it
But crack up I just might

Schizophrenic
Hallucinogenic
Insomniac
Suicidic
Tragic

Hy­pocritic.

I am a good kid!
I am a nice little lamb!

Actually,

Don't expect that anymore!
For I found who I really am!

I was walking down the street.
A man was in front of me.
He was walking.
Then he stopped.
He came towards me.
He said "How much do you cost?"
I said if he wanted me, he would need to catch me first.
He chased me.
He yelled, "Get back here!"
I said no.
I ran to my house.
He followed.
When I entered, I slammed the door behind me.
He kept running towards my house.
Faster.
Faster.
Faster!
Faster!
He was running when he got to the door.
The door gave.
The glass broke.
He kept running.
He ran to the kitchen.
I was waiting.
I held a knife.
He looked at me.
He was angry.
But I was innocent.
The blood was my own.
I dropped the knife.
He looked at me.
Oh! When will these wounds heal?

They are hurt.

We must feel for them.
They need help to heal.

They've been hurt.
They need help.

But what about me?

You are beautiful.
But I don't want to be with you.
You want to be with me.
But I don't want to be with you.

Why?

I don't know.
You are beautiful.
But I won't let myself be with you.
You want to be with me.
But I won't let myself be with you.

Why?

I don't know.
You are beautiful.
And I want to be like you.
You don't know it,
But I want to be like you.

Why?

Because you are beautiful.