the pinch one inch half a head and half dead no pain no gain there's a million voices in my brain it's like a game of hide and seek and i play every day i
i hate your way i don't care what you say i hate your way i don't care and i 'm only half there so i don't care they can cut me down 'til i'm the talk of
they walk the horses home at night right by my window they pull their carriages along busy city streets it's from another time it's like a lullaby but i
he takes me everywhere he goes and he goes everywhere he likes to try on all my clothes but not my underwear and he never hates me just wants to levitate me now i know the