[Verse 1]
I'm going to bed
Live others instead
Imagine I was dead
Paint the chaos red
[Verse 2]
Sometimes its just there
I know all effects
Wish I was like the rest
[?]
[Chorus 1]
When you close your eyes and don't feel a sting under your skin does that mean you have had a decent night?
When they tried to tune you all the strings inside you snapped and now all that's left are tear ducts in your eyes?
[Verse 3]
Useless images
Stars insidе your eyes
Uselеss dead romance
To keep me up at night
[Chorus 2]
When you spend all your time hiding in public bathrooms does that mean that you have had a decent life?
Because you can't keep eye contact or hold a conversation like a freak who only lives at night
You sit in a remote corner collecting dust and growing old and nodding til you're all worn out
You've only got a few years of your life left and more than half will be spent working from nine to five
So pull yourself together you're a man and not a feather, with your face stone cold you'll stay alive
[Outro]
I'm not gonna die, but if I roll the dice just right
I'll be a butterfly and live my only life in one night
I'm not gonna die, I wish I could for just a second
Be a butterfly or all the mice out on city streets
[Excerpt from "The Five People You Meet in Heaven"]
Soon, people were looking at me strangely
My skin was turning the color of ash
I was ashamed and agitated
I swallowed even more silver nitrate until my skin went from grey to blue
A side effect of the poison
I found a saloon, a dark place where I could hide beneath a hat and coat
One night, a group of carnival men were in the back
They smoked cigars
They laughed
One of them, a rather small fellow with a wooden leg, kept looking at me
Finally, he approached me
By the end of the night, I had agreed to join their carnival
And my life as a commodity had begun
The show was simple
I would sit on the stage, half undressed, as people walked past and the barker told them how pathetic I was
For this, I was able to put a few coins in my pocket
The manager once called me the 'best freak' in his stable
And, sad as it sounds, I took pride in that
I'm going to bed
Live others instead
Imagine I was dead
Paint the chaos red
[Verse 2]
Sometimes its just there
I know all effects
Wish I was like the rest
[?]
[Chorus 1]
When you close your eyes and don't feel a sting under your skin does that mean you have had a decent night?
When they tried to tune you all the strings inside you snapped and now all that's left are tear ducts in your eyes?
[Verse 3]
Useless images
Stars insidе your eyes
Uselеss dead romance
To keep me up at night
[Chorus 2]
When you spend all your time hiding in public bathrooms does that mean that you have had a decent life?
Because you can't keep eye contact or hold a conversation like a freak who only lives at night
You sit in a remote corner collecting dust and growing old and nodding til you're all worn out
You've only got a few years of your life left and more than half will be spent working from nine to five
So pull yourself together you're a man and not a feather, with your face stone cold you'll stay alive
[Outro]
I'm not gonna die, but if I roll the dice just right
I'll be a butterfly and live my only life in one night
I'm not gonna die, I wish I could for just a second
Be a butterfly or all the mice out on city streets
[Excerpt from "The Five People You Meet in Heaven"]
Soon, people were looking at me strangely
My skin was turning the color of ash
I was ashamed and agitated
I swallowed even more silver nitrate until my skin went from grey to blue
A side effect of the poison
I found a saloon, a dark place where I could hide beneath a hat and coat
One night, a group of carnival men were in the back
They smoked cigars
They laughed
One of them, a rather small fellow with a wooden leg, kept looking at me
Finally, he approached me
By the end of the night, I had agreed to join their carnival
And my life as a commodity had begun
The show was simple
I would sit on the stage, half undressed, as people walked past and the barker told them how pathetic I was
For this, I was able to put a few coins in my pocket
The manager once called me the 'best freak' in his stable
And, sad as it sounds, I took pride in that
( Quiet Commotion )
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