i got a question mark
you got a need to always
Amity, Amity, Amity, Amity, Amity, Amity, Amity caught stars
In her
Baby Britain feels the best
Floating over a sea of vodka
Separated
I'm a color reporter (rose city on the 409)
But the
bottle up and explode over and over keep the troublemaker
everybody cares, everybody understands
yes everybody cares about you
yeah and
thought you'd be looking for the next in line to
future butterfly gonna spend the day higher than high
you'll
Here's the silhouette
the face always turned away
the bleeding color
I'll tell you why I
Don't want to know where you
Cut this picture into you and me
Burn it backwards, kill
Everybody knows which way you go
Straight to over
No one wants
Everytime the day darkens down
And goes away, pictures open
In my
first the mic then a half cigarette
singing cathy's clown
that's the