Walking by the ocean, do you feel free?
The boardwalk creaks underneath your shoes...

You were my chemical creation,
my bio-hazard love...

All those letters you wrote,
they never meant anything...

See me, hear me.
Do you feel me yet...

(Step right up, ladies and gentlemen,
let's see if you have what it takes...

Red hair and a black bow.
Slender fingers and a tarnished ring...

A tight smile, a simple touch.
I ask him...

Intricate stories of lustful love
are winding their spindly fingers...

He's a small town guy with pretty eyes,
looking for a stream of light in the sky...

It's storming out, and I'm wondering
"Is he thinking about me?&quot...

Insomnia and fear,
pain and lust...

Pearly, iridescent, cascading tears
are trailing down porcelain doll faces...