Awful Beauty - UV boi فوق بنفسجي

So maybe you could do with a break You've had about all you can take You need to find somewhere you can run to Somewhere a long way from here Somewhere where the skies are all clear Somewhere you can think all your thoughts through It took a long time to make me understand You gotta meet life and shake it by the hand You gotta use your emotion You talk a nice line to put your mind at ease You want to sit back and count your memories But that's no solution I don't want to harp about it But what you gonna do about it Look at how you're set in your ways You used to be so willing to face Any find of problem before you Life is not as long as you think Open up your mind and you'll see Don't destroy yourself I implore you You've got a fine wife, a perfect family You had it all planned to live so carefully But where does it get you They say the mind is an awful thing to waste And that's a fact that you must come to face What more can I tell you I don't want to harp about it But what you gonna do about it You have everything you that need You only have to try to succeed And realize it's all waiting for you Living life this way is a bust If you have to suffer you must Don't you know we want to applaud you

Seal the door (of which only one lock works) What is expected of me now... who knows With tacks stuck in toes Debating on what's likable But certainly this isn't home Certainly not It's not so funny Skipping breath, inhaling rope It's always just when I need to see That the lights flicker and short out on me Rootless over-thinkers in the mirror One after the other after one after the other Taking turns in my behavior Taking their turns in my behavior It's not so funny Skipping breath, exhaling rope It's always just when I need to see That the lights flicker and short out on me I am the best at seeing things When the captive worms in the tin are freed But begin to lose sight one again When the dust is finished settling And my friends in this room are weakening With their penchant for conditioning And their dispositions on a swing From the toxins and distracting means Just when I need to see, the lights flicker Flicker, flicker, flicker, flicker It's not so funny, skipping breath Inhaling and exhaling rope Just when I need to see The lights flicker and short out on me It's not so funny, it really is such an awful fall