These every night
broken lullabies...

Tonight I'm gonna lay this pen down
and sleep under the star...

Muggy sky and twinkle stars
reflected off this dirty pool...

She's a twisted little angel
A messed up little fey...

She sits in a white room
stares at the walls...

The alphabet soup sky
keeps roiling and boiling...

A couple of drinks
and a rush of blood...

The princess is up inside her tower,
can you see, this scene is set...

What if i was never real,
just lines in big white space...

Shut up and control the crying,
be a big girl the way they want...

Aim for an almost
and you'll land amongst the clouds...

Watch the planes pull in and out...
Lovely birds of metal, eating the air...