Children Collide Asleep On My Feet
I've been looking for a timelord
To take me back to when I was a god
Blind saviours would recognise
That my faith it dissipates when my ideas collide
I've been searching for a way out
Find solace in this house of abuse
I wanna tear the comic strip strip down
I sleep on my feet so I can take it lying down
I keep tryna hitch a ride home
Tryna turn a trick to pay back a loan
Keep finding thieves in my bed
You know they're only guilty when you catch them red handed
Peach, plum, princess pea
Punching holes in the galaxy
Day tripping hypnotist
Clairvoyant androgynist
Push me through the open door
Communicate in semaphore
Mind, bending, ending tricks
Every plot must have a twist
Promised me you'd meet me there
Promised me with cushioned stare
Promised me I could trust you
Glass slipper, Chinese shoe
Stole stolen parts to fix
Brick walls with broken sticks
Cried poor on Chapel st
Walked a mile in angel's feet
Sardonic, caustic child
Truth industry bonfire
Blow people off my chest
Last breath, he must confess
I've been looking for a timelord
To take me back to when I was a god
Blind saviours would recognise
That my faith it dissipates when my ideas collide
I've been searching for a way out
Find solace in this house of abuse
I wanna tear the comic strip strip down
I sleep on my feet so I can take it lying down