I stopped looking for a Dream Girl, I just wanted one that wasn't a nightmare.
Before my death I hope to obtain my life.
My flesh looked like it wasn't trying. It looked like it hated being part of me.
We're all going to die, all of us, what a circus!
you fall into the mirror, come through the other side staring at a lightbulb.
I made practice runs down to skid row to get ready for my future.