+++ PARANOIAC +++

I always see you, at every bus stop
and I can hear you in my walls
But as a paranoiac
I'm at least never alone

And I can feel you on my fingertips
as the clock it strikes midnight,
as i pull up my bed cover
trying to stay out of your sight

( I can feel you - in my fingers
And I can feel you - in my bones
I always see you - at every bus stop
And I can hear you - in my walls)

And I can feel them closing in,
as I still feel you on my skin

Buried deep beneath the covers,
pretending that I’m still held, 
no, my duvet can not hide the fact I still want to be held
no, my duvet can't conceal the fact I'd still like to be held

+++
THE SEASON OF THE DOG

Paranoiac

+++ GRADUATION SHOW +++

Don't be shy, this is your graduation show
I hope you don’t mind the one big stage light
And the one seat in the only row

Put your hands over your head 
To receive your papers,
This is all you wanted,
Do you not feel better?
This is all you got,
Do you not feel better?

Dont be shy,
This is your graduation show
Look under your seat and there you will find
A big box with a big pink bow

You can throw it on your head
Or throw it over your grave
Its even big enough to cover up all the steps you took along the way to here
And soon those traces will disapear,

Soon your numbers will disappear

Nobody’s clapping,
Not even you

Seven long whole years,
Watchu gonna do

Come on in,
This is your point of no return:
No more teeth to grind to dust
And no more muscles left to burn
Here's your cold fresh breath of air, its like a blade against your throat
Don't be shy this is your graduation show

I know you wanted so much more
But this is all we could afford
I know you wanted so much more
But this is all you could afford

The thing you’ll reap is not the same as you had sewn,
The thing you reap is not the same as you had hoped for

+++
THE SEASON OF THE DOG

Graduation Show

+++ FROM THE HOUNDERGROUND  +++

The thunder keeps on knocking
On my last neural frontier
But the hounds all went to bed
Theres no protector at my siege

And it flashes up some snapshots
Of this one night, you were sixteen
sequin tulle across your body, in your hand  your highschool degree
you swore you wont come back
an oath you dont know yet youll break
As you break down in the forest
praying for a brand new day

i couldve just slept right through the thunder
but the hounds were in bad shape
theyre not biting and not barking,
but howling for a brand new day
theyre so hungry, they keep on sniffing for any hand that stretches out
but that boy he wouldnt pet you he just kept hitting your snout
went up crying to his mother as they dared to bite him back
then got sent back to the forest since, theyre a danger, they attack

and youre older, still not wiser
the same city, different bed

theres no calls that you could miss
you already blew your chance

broken mirrors on the wall
your face family photographs
+++
THE SEASON OF THE DOG

From the Hounderground

i said maybe
a wonderwall is a wonderwall is a wonderwall
and after all
you know the rest

Wonderwall (Oasis  | Cover)

Its the august sun, 
its the end of summer, 
its the end of more things too:
I know this much is true

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