Sunday, January 11, 2004

Dirty black clothes
A spider creeping up my wall
Moldy pizza
Sits where you left it on the floor

What's that breeze upon my face?
How did you invade my space?

You hit me
It all turns to sunshine
Dirty sunshine
You walk in
It all turns to sunshine
Dirty sunshine
I slammed the door
And I shut the blinds
Dirty sunshine

I feel like shit now
But I don't mind
Because it's that time again
I'm in my sweat pants
And I'm a mess
I don't want to let you in
Because your sweetness gives me cavaties
You're all I don't want to see

You hit me
It all turns to sunshine
Dirty sunshine
You walk in
It all turns to sunshine
Dirty sunshine
I slammed the door
And I shut the blinds
Dirty sunshine

I don't want to run in
Your merry go round
Stop picking me up
When I want to be down
Smash my nails on the floor
And I'm liking the sound
Whats that breeze upon my face?
How did you invade my space?
You
You walk in and it all shines bright
You walked in and it all turned bright
My Sunshine
My dirty sunshine

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