Songs

Sick Joke

Sailing down in a leaky boat
A parachute with too many holes
I lost the combination
Of my own thoughts
Looking at a stranger who was my friend

Forgot where i parked again
Neither here nor there
Fairies playing lowball 
In my head
Giving me all away

Like a dog without a bone
A gnome with a garden or home
Fumbling bumbling my way somewhere
Someplace
Somehow

Is the glass half full
Coffee too hot to swallow
Too many faces
Too little time
Whose sick joke was this anyway

My best friend is killing me
Slowly, piece by piece
My vision is gone
My memory fades
Who played this sick joke on my anyway

Everyday i find myself disapearing
Everyday i find myself away
Everyday i find myself dissapearing
Everyday i find myself away…
  
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