How's this episode?
Are your conversations
As preventing the dull?
Well, here's to your Hollywood
Beginning, as well.
How's the person going?
Is it ready, pretty,
The tale now sounds so boring?
So here's to the man door
You'll be winging in veils.
Surprised that I hit the nail
On the head?
All lies in public, the city then.
And I still see everything
You're thinking
In color.
Lie myself around it.
You'll try and do the best to make
You mine.
The scene television can provide.
As long as I'm not seeing or hearing
A thing.
Come on.
'Cuz I made this world.
'Cuz I know who you are.
Escape.
No more.
Thoughts in your world.
I don't know who you are.
There's stars around my head.
And I'll force them inside.
Come on.
Drop everything and pull me through my door.
It's closing. It's closing.
I'll clench my teeth and scrape the walls.
How's this episode?
Have your conversations now.
How's the person going?
Is your banter getting old?
There's stars around my head.
I'll force them inside.
Maybe tomorrow,
When I'm gone,
You'll have to sweat and stare alone.
Surprised that I hit the nail
On the head?
You won lies in public, the city then.
And I still see everything you're thinking.
And as I go to the one who left you.
Go try and do the best to make
Your lies.
The scene television can provide.
As long as I'm not seeing or hearing a thing.
Through your window, all caved, corroded,
I'll lay down so the scene's crawling.