I've got that lefty curse Where everything that I do is flipped and awkwardly reversed You're seldom known and barely missed I always put myself in destructive situations I need oxygen to be exposed where no one goes Where no one's been When it all comes crashing...
Now we've got a big, big mess on our hands tonight Now we've got a big, big mess on our hands tonight
Somebody get my phone So I can throw it in a public pool and watch it float And as it's slowly sinking down, become a social ghost Inside a box, cut out the top to let some light shine in To remind me of what I've done and where I've been When it all comes crashing...
Now we've got a big, big mess on our hands tonight Now we've got a big, big, big, big, big mess on our hands On our hands
Don't give in, don't give up [ Lyrics found on http://www.metrolyrics.com ]
I'll be gone You don't look innocent enough We're too young to be critics We won't miss anything at all Don't give in, don't give up I don't look innocent with this big, big mess on us Say something else
Now we've got a big, big mess on our hands tonight Now we've got a big, big, big, big, big mess on our hands On our hands
Don't give in, don't give up I'll be gone I don't look innocent enough We're too young to be cynics We won't wish any harm at all Don't give in, don't give up No one looks innocent With this big, big mess on our hands tonight
When it all comes crashing
Rainbows_are_the_best · Mon Apr 30, 2007 @ 01:43am · 0 Comments |