i have dreamt about tonight
or had nightmares about tomorrow night
you lost your opals
but i stay hopeful
god doesn't fret your melancholy
we all say nothing and we are nobody sometimes
you have blank masses you must attend
find symmetry, carve out a corner in an only friend
the thunderhead cover, we all discover...
they're putting plastics on their skin
they're shutting something in
you'll find yourself someone else
peel off the stickers
you'll find yourself someone else
blank initiation