I see your heart beat through the bedsheet   I feel your pulse against the floor   I sleep the sadness that no one else sleeps   Feel me cunningly adore.      As the tic tock clock lies Goldilocks   What a sick enchanted view   Of the white blot sin that we all began   not the girl that I once knew.      Blue Sunshine   Ive got no vacancies   At the top of the clock was Jesus spying on me   I spoke of friends   point me which direction   I tried a bribe of when I die but swore he never   mentioned.      I kicked and screamed,    "Its simple, you must sing   the day I take you, youll be sleeping   you wont feel a thing."