Daisies

It’s a full moon tonight and so I’m running wild

The anticipation of actually feeling real makes me so very sick and tired

They took a picture of me holding a daisy

And they put it in the newspaper

But machines can be so very judgemental

And I’m not sure if I’m strong enough

You don’t know what I’ve done

I killed myself when I was young

When I was young

You don’t know what I’ve done

I killed myself when I was young

I try and explain myself but all that comes out is distortion

I suspect that’s where all of these awful, awful dreams are coming from

But all of this is no less real than religion

And I’m quite certain the devil lives in heaven

And Peter Pan wants to grow and be a man

And I wish all the wolves weren’t disguised as lambs

You don’t know what I’ve done

I killed myself when I was young

When I was young

You don’t know what I’ve done

I killed myself when I was young

I disguised myself as myself

But what I wish for you to perceive me as I’m not dead just an absence of life

And I’ve never been the type to think twice

I am the perfect hero of hamlet and ratio, but I don’t belong to you anymore

And if you keep me nailed to the floor

Oh I’m gonna break down every fucking door

You don’t know what I’ve done

I killed myself when I was young

When I was young

You don’t know what I’ve done

I killed myself when I was young

When I was young, oh

When I was young

When I was young