Pantomimes
I'm seeing how I was meant to see
I'm being how I was meant to be
I'm loving how I was meant to love
I'm dying how I was meant to die
Come closer to me now and I'll you something true
I'll whisper to your mind of something that's new
But my dust is old and your dust is new
Sweep me off the shelf so I can drink up mornings dew
Dreams of insanity, are they coming true
I know you noticed changes but to me, it's nothing new
So where'd my insides go? Is this just show
Maybe it's a sham, maybe it's a shame
Maybe the day is done and the sun's went away
Maybe it's okay, maybe it's just a change
Little fucked up rhymes
Counting off these measured chimes
I fade out here and there
With these little fucked up friends of mine
Little fucked up rhymes
Counting off these measured chimes
I fade out here and there
With these little fucked up pantomimes
Little fucked up rhymes
Counting off these measured chimes
I fade out here and there
With these little fucked up friends of mine
Little fucked up rhymes
Counting off these measured chimes
I fade out here and there
With these little fucked up pantomimes
I'm being how I was meant to be
I'm loving how I was meant to love
I'm dying how I was meant to die
Come closer to me now and I'll you something true
I'll whisper to your mind of something that's new
But my dust is old and your dust is new
Sweep me off the shelf so I can drink up mornings dew
Dreams of insanity, are they coming true
I know you noticed changes but to me, it's nothing new
So where'd my insides go? Is this just show
Maybe it's a sham, maybe it's a shame
Maybe the day is done and the sun's went away
Maybe it's okay, maybe it's just a change
Little fucked up rhymes
Counting off these measured chimes
I fade out here and there
With these little fucked up friends of mine
Little fucked up rhymes
Counting off these measured chimes
I fade out here and there
With these little fucked up pantomimes
Little fucked up rhymes
Counting off these measured chimes
I fade out here and there
With these little fucked up friends of mine
Little fucked up rhymes
Counting off these measured chimes
I fade out here and there
With these little fucked up pantomimes
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Writer(s): David Davis
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