I
Look at life chopped up with a kitchen knife I see the lifestyle is there long before I arrived
I see that everything's been said but not by everyone yet, and then something always happens
But nothing ever really does
I'm 11 then 16 in it for passion and compassion stick my head into a bag they go
Fashion fashion I do a headstand for days and days. I watch the world reveal and then something always happens
But nothing's really real. Oh, I do things and I say things and I'm ranting and raving and I think
Time is a friend of mine
I want to hide up in the tree in the afternoon
thinking
Time is a friend of mine
I thought that I'm a man, but sometimes it's hard to tell
I'm walking but it feels like I'm on a high heels to hell
It was hardcore, but it don't seem so hot anymore and something always happens
But I've heard it before give me a head start three rounds later
I'll find your face beats like a book and now I'd rather be blind
There are good times and bad times all dressed in silver stockings and something always happens
But don't bother knocking all I do things and I say things and I'm ranting and raving and I think that
Time is a friend of mine
I want to hide up in the tree in the all night long
thinking
Time is a friend of mine
Look what I found I said something but the music's too loud
I
Look what I found seems my words are tangled up in the cloud
In this state that I'm in things are more like they are now than they have ever been
Things are more like they are now than they have ever been and they have ever been and they have ever been
Imagine two parallel lines and it's love at first sight crossing somewhere in infinity because
Such is the side guys. I know it sounds exciting, but I guess I'm only dreaming
Something always happens, but it's hard to find the meaning
Something always happens, but nothing ever really does
