A Triumph For Man Lyrics - 1997
There's a shooting star
Can you tell me how I'm supposed to screw this up?
Add my tremolo
Likes to shine on your's and mine
All my emptiness is confined in metric rhyme
Let all your lies come true
I've been a liar too
Follow the things you need
Make your whole life complete
There's a puking girl
There's a puking girl trying to refine herself
And spontaneously congealed into nothing
Idiot
You could have become you
There's a friend trapped in this dream too
It's like I said before
Like in the notes you tore
Lying there on the floor
Until you lock the door
What did you hope to find
Leaving it all behind?
Should I say goodnight
To you
Really I
Tender feel full skin
Tell me honestly am I adorable?
In her beautiful balloon
She's got hands
But she cannot reach the moon
Wish I was gay
Then I wouldn't have to play all her games
Get her started
How could I lest forget?
