anything for a strip of sunshine
anything, crack this cloud mind
snapshot of gum time
hide my mouth in yours
hide my time in your pocket
make it go, let me grow old
be that faded photo in your locket
tell me good times were had
after all




in that age now i was looking forward to
thought by now i'd know
a thing or two
thinking it'd be dinner time
barely had breakfast
photograph guy still got no clue
at all




really should get a grip on the situation
on reality, boy
had your chances you just
liked to blow
it


out of proportion
this subtle social coding
may i take it roaring
may i misjudge every situation
may i make 10 theoretical explanations
for everything on your tongue
burn it down, may i
make this probable nothing
into an ocean of problems
between you and i





flip
b-side

people dont like it when i smile
say i'm a robot imitating life
saying eyes, it's in the eyes
seeing only copper wire, yes

but it's glowing

flick that switch
make myself down
so as not to scare you
but they dont like that either
no charisma
in your frown


so this tin can shaped up
and kept it straight
vanilla ice, and no one
would recognize
thinking it's playing
some kind of game

just an eyesore
waiting it out
stay hid
got this systempåse
around my head, looking
like a plastic taliban today

yeah
self exiled in his cave
bohoo,
mister




flip it
minor threat
maybe you're just going
a whole lot insane
you know people just try to endure
living day to day all on our own
centre stage
maybe you just turned down too many guest shows
told too many bad jokes
maybe
you look like a creep
when you tell those
just a tad too much white noise in that cackling voice
my man, maybe
it's the way you say hello

desperatly

or a bored ego
laying to waste
delusions of mine and this
plastic taliban
one bad egg, attention whore
let me just
brood it some more
brood it out
eyesore