Send me down
The railway in your mind
I aint sayin nothin this time
Do you believe in love like a fairy tale
They let it all fall behind to hell
Homonym synonym
What's the point
Out of sight out of sight
Smoking joints
Terrible terrible
I don't care
Breathing all the warm air
Get out of my hair
Come down from there
Spend the morning paranoid
Does it depend
Does it depend on a choice
Pale light in front of us
Walking down the street alone
Carrying a bucket of stones
Hidden in the subway tone
Let it fall behind to hell
Enemies wishing us well
And you fell and you fell and you fell
And you fell from an infinite height
And wall it did come to an end
And you woke up and gave up the fight
At the Chelsea hotel
Drinking by myself
Are you mademoiselle
I don't wanna know
They say we're in hell
I don't know anyone
Or anything that well
I wasn't born to die
I wasn't born to die