Lyrics

I scrape my fingernails To get the green off these dirty teeth I see you staring back at me I always hated wishful thinking But at least it's not a dream Am I really crazy? Do you really hate me? Are we really thinking the same thing? Father pissing on the Christmas tree Suicide for the family The homeless prophet on T.V Tells a story about love and time I thought I lost her But then I found her Now she's sitting by my side