MY DISTORTION

Wake up in despair as always

My life don’t please me like Coco Chanel

Wonder what it is like to create my life

I don’t really know where to start and

I don’t even know where I am

Where do shooting stars end up? you know?

Please answer me, Doctor 

They vanish from sight like they never exist

Fly so high, up in the fair sky

That is what dreamers want to do

Dreamer’s eyes are my missing parts

Bleary eyes are their missing parts

I’m full of paradoxes, so toxic

Lights out 

It’s time for a moonlit swim

Artificial light blinds me

There are pink sheep for me to count 

Two, three, five…

Thrills begin with a small question

I won’t spell things out in black and white

I melt into the color grey 

The color of dust 

Don’t shake out

I don’t really know where to start and

I don’t even know who I am

What makes sugar so sweet? you know?

Please answer me, Doctor 

They vanish but leave something good on my tongue

Fly so high, up in the fair sky

That is what dreamers want to do

Dreamer’s wings are my missing parts

Broken wings are their missing parts

I’m full of paradoxes, so toxic

Lights on

X-ray me to find a clue

To the cause of distortion

Take a deep breath and hold it still

3,2,1

Lights out 

It’s time for a moonlit swim

Artificial light blinds me

There are pink sheep for me to count 

Two, three, five…

Thrills begin with a small question

I won’t spell things out in black and white

I melt into the color grey 

The color of dust 

Don’t shake out

Lights out 

It’s time for a moonlit swim

There are pink sheep for me to count 

Lights out 

It’s time for a moonlit swim

There are pink sheep for me to count on