Classic Masters lyrics

I'm talkin' I'm talkin'
I'm talkin' to myself more

Needle, fetal
Someone's pouring warm gravy all over me
And you see that synthetic therapy
Don't you know it seems to be so unappealing
But, oh what a feeling

But I wish that you would stop spitting when you're talking to me

And inside, air dry
I might want to go another way
But you see now I'm too pale to get out
Into the lovely light of day

I don't feel the sun's coming out today
It's staying in... It's gonna find another way(yeah)
As I sit here in this misery
I don't think I'll ever know lord
See the sun from here

And oh as I fade away
They'll all look at me and say,
and they'll say,
"Hey, look at him I'll never live that way
But that's ok, they're just afraid to change

And when you feel life ain't worth living

Mouthful of cavities
Your souls a bowl of jokes
And everyday you remind me
How I'm desperately in need

See, I got a lot of fiends around
And they're peaking through nothing new
They see you
They see everything you do

See everything on the inside, out

Oh, please give me a little more
And I'll push away those baby blues
Cause one of these days this will die

All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
I like watchin' the puddles gather rain
And all I can do is just pour some tea for two
And speak my point of view
But it's not sane, It's not sane
I just want some one to say to me
I'll always be there when you wake
Ya know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today
So stay with me and I'll have it made

And I don't understand why I sleep all day

Shuffle can to can nobody really gives a damn
For every living day I give myself a hand
Now I'm scroungy as can be
I got all you normals looking at me
I'll scratch a hole in my life
So everyone can see
My mind is a mind that I have come to know
And my eyes can't conceive a world that can not grow
And Fridays are always fresh days
Screamin' at the sun, don't really