Thursday, May 21, 2009

okay

Check the park for a man
Before you hit the floor
The old junkies under the bridge
Don't speak much anymore

And the world changed
Right before our eyes
Their size, oh their size

Swimming through a sea of garbage
She said
Trash seems to follow us everywhere
But we don't care
We don't care

Sometimes I just can't go on
Dear, I want to die
Write the main line down her arm
And send it down her spine

Swimming through a sea of garbage
She said
Trash seems to follow us everywhere
But we don't care
We don't care