Some times I'm a statue just because I have to
Stop assess and sort through pieces of my past.
I can't keep on looking back, I might not always understand.
I'm exercising letting go my hands are my hands are my hands.

And our scars are real, and our scars are ours. 
Some are really big, and some are very small.
Half of them you'll see, but most of them you don't.
I'm a scuffed up fiend, I'm a week night ghost.

If you see me floating like a thought bubble feet above the room, 
I'm not here so leave a message, I'll get back to you.
And if you don't mind all the speech bubbles feet below the stairs, 
I'm glad you aren't superstitious, cause I'm not all there.

I'm a broken toy, and damn it, I'm fun.
And I'm hoping boy, you wanna have some. 
In this fucked up world, we may self destruct,
but we're twice as tough when we're coming up.

Some times you're a statue just because you have to
stop assess and sort through pieces of your past.
You can't keep on looking back. You might not always understand. 
But you'll cope the way you will.
Your hands are your hands are your hands.

You're a shard of glass, you're a spilled up drink;
Twice as sharp and strong as other people think
and you made me warm once I let you in. 
You're the storm after the calm my any kind of weather friend.

Weeknight Ghost

You're always crying in secret.
The funny thing is it's no secret
 to anyone who tries to stay close to you.
You're always hiding in corners
like in the corners of your eyes
then you're slipping out the doorway, cold, 
you live beneath the ice.

Well if you want to have it your way
then you can do it your self.
I'll never try to thaw you out again
you'll never need my help you'll never need my help.

I'm half convinced it's my fault
for feeling way too much at once love;
but I'm never anybody's convenience
and I hold to my convictions like a loaded gun.
That's too much for many people, 
they're only human beings they get terrified;
or they look around and all they see is trophies
better open up their eyes and swallow all of their pride.

We should never view eachother as either demons or gods
that's a pedestal no one reserves the right to be put on 
That's a pit of fire in which we'll all get lost.
and I learned that one the hard way,
making every day a hard day
you try to reach that one thing that never even made you feel right
not even once or twice..

And every time I miss you
well I always had to miss you
because I could never reach you 
and it feels damn good not to try.

And now I have it my way
Like you'd hoped I would, you might say.
I'll never make you out to be a shitty person
and you'll never have to hear me yell at you again!!!

Secret

We both were born to lose, and I think it's time
that I choose what I hear in my own heart beat.
We both fought to win, but I think I won
this fight again, and I hope these cuts don't run too deep.

Because I can't breath, when we're living underwater.
But something's pulling me to the surface. 
As I watch the sun rise and fall, I see that after all
We just couldn't keep on sinking, sinking. 

We taught ourselves to breathe, now all we need
Is a string of words to sing. We'll cut ourselves free
grow a pair of wings, we'll break out of our shells and leave.

Yeah let's get out of here so we can be who we can be
forgetting how to fear the things that never really ever meant a thing
It's all so clear, but we blind ourselves in the way we think
we blind ourselves in the way we think.

You thought that you weren't good enough for anyone
And I thought that I was too much for anybody to love
but nobody looks at us that way there's no hate or disgust.
Everyone's calling for us, they're calling
"look up get up stand up don't give up!"

So we'll make up our own games, and sometimes we cheat
but then we can rewrite the rules
And it's not quite the same when the game's so loose
but anything beats when you lose.

You can never choose the way that anything will go, hell no.
But you can always use what you have and what you know 
and don't you know
That the best you can do is the best you can do
some times you have to take it slow, some times you have to take it slow, 
so take it slow with me.

Born To Lose

Every season dies in time, and you've got to
bury your bury your bones
you know that it's a trick of your mind, every time you're
feeling alone.

It's common sense that your phone,
would never ring for anyone but you
I like to think about how the stars
will always shine in the way they do.

And now you're howling at the moon
because you're starting new phases
and It's safe to assume with kids like you,
that creatures in cages long for living wild and free.

You climbed toward what no one could reach
You're bound to fall from that kind of tree
and onto your knees, so get on your feet.

And take a walk for a talk in the dark
so that you can see, 
That nothing's really falling apart.
But your heart
it only beats to pump your blood
but your smile, it only shines the way it does
because of love

Tazer Tot