Swishing and shining
All birds of a feather...

Pain is different than hurt
Hurt haunts the stomach, the head...

If I shut you out
Will you come knock on my door...

Who knows
Let's go...

Little paper napkin
i wrote back, I'm in...

This is no more the end
than a gap...

You were my floor
I had an imaginary carpet...

So many masks
Keeping me afloat...

Not good enough for any of them
But good enough for me...

I need an angel
And I don't mean a guy...

I look up
Can't see the sky...

We're all on treadmills
Seperated...