Little girl my little world is yours

Big bang little girl run away with me
And be my Thelma & Louise
Brush that sand off your ask
Your questions later love me long time

12 Girl Eyes
3:34

It said "Fok Karina" on the wall we were leaning
I get a feeling and she starts to grin
Adjusted my pants as my face turns to red

Foresight is so often blind

Just take the 2 to the 134
But first take the elevator to my floor
It's good to be bad if it's better than bored
Foresight is so often blind
Slur to a favorite rhyme

Girl eyes tend to hypnotize
The trance is so divine
Decide to be the reason why

I stay another night

Vodka reening through the hotel door
Guilty is really a choice and a chore
It's good to be bad if it's better than bored
Foresight is so often blind
Slur to a favorite rhyme and that's when

Girl eyes tend to hypnotize
The trance is so divine
Decide to be the reason why

I stay another night

I took her hand and then an aspirin in the morning
I took her hand and took her home

It said "Fok Karina" on the wall we were leaning on
Afraid of a common phenomenon again

Girl eyes tend to hypnotize
The trance is so divine
Decide to be the reason why

01 How Much Longer
3:07

Drag this neurotic to hysterics Leave him
balked and unfulfilled holding inside outward-
ly patient 'till the time he'll call it Alluring
exotic twisted hero Leaving him more lonely
still He waits around he's spun around and left
without the power to stop it Peers don't know
what they can't see They can't see inside of me
It's sickening how comforting the privacy of
the mind can be How much longer will I try
before I realize I'm desperate in the situation
that I'm in again I'm exhausting yet another
topic I've exhausted frequently with no regrets
Abstruse and lacking rational but making so
much sense somehow A stone has blocked my
hourglass no progress made no time's run out
I'd almost rather have the latter Save myself
with sad defeat A stone just broke my hour-
glass I peel the skin that had me trapped

03 Leech
3:39

Tell those stories to me I'm dying to hear the things you've done and seen Farfetched as they may be You strike a smile in me Your stories ring of perjury Construed with self empowering theme Suckin' on my brain your the teacher I'm the student Turning things around your story's not congruent Tabloid decoys pitiful excuses Turning things around You're turning things around A manic stunning scene I'm taking notes your taking me away into your false reality I know you comfort lies in lying to try to make your life make sense But you're not making sense I'd say it aloud but I'm not aloud I see your head spin round and round Broken record talk tonight skip that needle back and forth on your mind wearing out unconvincing lies Like a seedling dropped from an old oak tree your shade don't hide no sun from me Fake stories humor me It's graduation time I love you like a mother

04 Showerhead
3:04

Cheap shot hocked straight to the ear drum Is it
some sick sign of affection Violated and singed
with deceit Disgust from my head to my hands
to my feet Your face it gives foul taste
Whether smiling crying or denying I see your
motives and you're charged with fraud by me So
take the hint and leave I loved you while he was
in you in the shower Did (in joy and ecstasy)
your eyes begin to water And if I may stop by
when you're living in the next town ten years
down the road A good time for a dime and a
crushed cigarette making bets with your body on
the avenue Look into my eyes you say and you'll
see nothing but sincerity Almost as if you've got
some hope that you'll enlighten me You're a head
case story Just trust me you said

05 Open Road Song
3:04

Tonight I feel ambitious and so does my foot as it sinks on the pedal I press it to the floor I don't need a girl don't need a friend my friend lonesome's unconditional We're flying forever bored And for a moment I love everything I see and think and feel I love my broken side view mirror Cause it's so perfect I'm so perfect you're so perfect you're not here I hear the change in gears My pile shakes as I hit eighty on the open road This is an open road song The night is beckoning although I have nowhere to go but home Feels good to be alone With every turn comes a new frame of mind if I could frame my mind where would it hang I crack a window and feel the cool air cleanse my every pore as I pour my poor heart out To a radio song that's patient and willing My volume drowns it out But that's O.K. cause I sound better than him anyway any day yeah my voice is sweet as salt I search for comfort and I find it where I've found it many times before Times before can be forgotten

06 Jesus Nitelite
4:47

Your eyes shine bright like a Jesus nitelite I'd like to
touch your positive vibes Indifferent eyes won't give me
the time May I help put aside your moral fiber You're
dressed in white my face is white I'd like to be a colorful
sight to see I'm only here in a background Here on the
ground lays my head I sleep and then I wake make
sounds and go to bed and wake again The time is right
but I feel all wrong It wastes away until it's gone The
time is right but I feel all wrong It fades away and now
you're gone You're walking by I'm standing by Behind
the light I'm standing by By and by