reAlity bytes

snore the dust off the door - byte my tongue
one-ups for guts we never knew you had
i traded up best laid plans for laying down
the headaches we're never the same again

blew kisses to love bounced off walls
nobody wants to see the boy fall

my knackered joints are on knee's
- put my chest in a sling
camera smiles only coming out in the dark
but not quite glowing

goosebumps mapping out my thoughts again
as if the rings around my eyes weren't enough to draw you in


i need a 'his and hers' system crash for 'bashful boys' and 'pass girls'
cause all the blushes have taken a turn for the worse

chorus (if there is one)

X-O-X-P
''till next year's'' aren't getting any younger
X-O-X-P
lucky for me i dabble in tragedy





(don't look at this dave this is for our bands songs)

i'm na-na-narcoleptic, pickin' fights with love
''don't worry i'm stayin' busy'' oh, oh, no
pullin' myself apart for the stitch back up
oh the trips are worth every scar

saw the la-la lamppost swallow loneliness when it traded vows with the pavement
said, I said
said, I said
''what i'd give to be caught in between''

chin-up,
oooo baby glows
so jet set,
golds leakin' out her glands
bankrupt those baby-browns and run
"you're done"


''greetings'' from the infirmary
well, didn't you hear the headlines?
of coarse, I've been keeping clean
i'm the "favorite" and "she's had her time"

it goes without saying, when i say your on your own
and hope it cuts right to the bone


there's something so romantic about a shot in the dark
where kisses blur--
blew them in the back of hollowed out cars


chin-up,
oooo baby glows
so jet set,
golds leakin' out her glands
bankrupt those baby-browns and run
"you're done"

oh fake a smile,
and swear me you'll keep this awkward
if he knew he had you swooning he wouldn't have bothered


chin-up,
oooo baby glows
so jet set,
golds leakin' out her glands
bankrupt those baby-browns and run
"you're done"



blazin'