hey, sarah, i'm wastin' your time. it's just people like me have no sense of pride. 'cause there's some kinda storm that's all in my mind. then when you chase, i try to run and hide. i've got a way of not knowing love. but like a time beam, we start thinking when we spin it's like this dancing to the light of maybe all this world has some meaning. so we start drinking shot after shot each time you miss the target 'cause the ink is gettin' blurry. and hey, sarah, are a real woman to me. i've tried death so many times; i just wanna get some sleep. and i could hear my friends; they're laughin' at a song that i sang when i was screaming at the top of my lungs in a rainy city. but each drop by drop, it cleansed my heart and i fell into a flooded girl. like a leaf, golden brown, i was washed into the sewer; not everyone's a good swimmer. and when the current pushed me to the ocean, i thought i should start drowning. is the undertoe of these thoughts are _. this song we _ water. or _ lover. a tree that's a changing current. like a moon _. and someone's saying when you open your eyes, it's like a colorful play wih just a spec of shit swimming in this light abyss. so maybe between these moments we should all be blessed. so take my hand, let's walk this path until we end up in the dirt. 'cause i promise you, i promise we'll be okay. i promise you, i promise we'll be okay. well, yeah, i promise you, i promise you. well, i promise you, i promise we'll be okay.
An Angle
