歌词
Take all my money, I don't need it anyway
It's just the price I pay to be here
And if someday I try to turn far from grace
Just remember the days I was there with you
When the sun was shining on your freckled, dewy face
I was kissing the spaces in your fingers
Love was a stain, a truthful silence they preached
Would steal the growth from your blossoming ground
And it spills that red ink
Making ritual spontaneity
Come out, come play
My triggered passionate rage
There is comfort at the nape of your neck
Tiny houses on the street are reminders we keep
Enough wood and tile to put us to bed
Sleeping angels laced with porcelain thread
So measure up to every line you can muster up
The courage to reach on their terms
You festering child, there's no passing lifestyle
That will save you from what you will learn
But one morning you'll steam into a pot of jasmine tea
And the future will feel like a pebble
Tumbling over frozen lakes, landing at your feet
Oh god it must feel good to be a stranger
Come out, come play
This sickening cat and mouse game
Is just another tale of head versus heart
Tiny gardens on the street are reminders we keep
Up with even strings pulling apart
But that can't be the reason you died
Twisting oceans won't even ask why
I should be happy
I should be kinder
I should be wealthier
With some kind of knowledge
I should be happy
I should be kinder
I should be wealthier
With some kind of knowledge