Album: other songs

Million

Would that you could touch this angel in a clutch of snakes
Oh pretty, pretty, I'm aflame.
So excited, so unslept
Somewhat littered, so unswept
You have to sleep before you wake.
I am spilled and poured
I am peeled and cored
I am hanging from the floor.
Flicker like a freak through a sleepless week
In a black cell of forever.

There's a point to this
A point I think I often miss
Oh clever, clever, where's your heart?
You can turn the phrase until it reads a million ways
It makes no sense, but it's as good as it is sad.
I am sad, elated
I am segregated
There's this stitching and it's itching.
All my friends are dead,
Asleep in distant beds
At least these enemies stay close.
Take me to the pretty ones
I want to be a pretty one
Sign me to a nice girl, so she can ruin me..eternally.

They offered me a million bucks
All I want's a steady f---.
Oh steady, steady, where are you?
Channel surf a sea of static, see the prize but you can't have it
There's something thankless in a wish fulfilled.

I am thrilled and bored
I'm unskilled, adored
All of both and none of one.
I would kill for more
I haven't killed before
I could set this heart on stun.

Take me to the pretty ones
I want to be original
Sign me to a nice girl
So I can sing her something meaningful.

In my perfect world I'd be signed to a nice girl
It would cost one million kisses.