Third Dimension Color Scene

Thinking of reverting back to pacifiers just like at birth
A nicotine thumb or foot in the mouth
When I say too much
I won't have to work it out, out

When I'm watching you exhausting me
With patience and trust in the law, meant to be
You drown yourself in a third dimension colour scene
When it's quiet I'll tell you, 'I don't mind I'm not there with you'

I keep dreaming of children with open arms
I'm being born, or waking up
From one giant self indulgent mother fucking fall
I worked it out, out

When I was watching you exhausting me
With patience and trust in the law, meant to be
I invent just another third dimension catastrophe
And I'm tired I tell you, 'I don't want to be here with you'

And there was another you and me
I began to wrestle for who took the wrong direction
I know, you were meant for me
I even offered to take the wrong way

You take the wrong direction for you and me
I took the wrong direction I know
I know it is returned to me