caught him looking at the world With bulged eyes open wide To the truth yeah I wanna be found smilin' when I'm dyin' here I wanna burn my eyes out on
I find myself here once again under clouds of indecision reflections looking right through me I can't believe the lies we tell ourselves the music used
sunday morning freak show someone forgot to pull the plug out on this place a long time ago the angels, the don't come around and the gods, they run
my pessimism right out loud to anyone who'll listen I'm not afraid to be alive I'm afraid to be alone late at night my monsters find me from under the bed or out
