Vista previa
Look at me I´m fallin´
Off of a cliff now
I can still hear my mama yelling No No No
But the words mean nothing
Can´t catch up to me now
And the view is so beautiful
All the way down
When I was a little boy
Suckin´ juice from a bottle
Believing my perceptions were oh so real
But I don´t know nothing
Still knowing nothing
Was just enough for me to know the way I feel
This is life
What a fucked up thing we do
What a nightmare come true
Or a playground if we choose
And I choose
Look at me I´m swollen
Like a banana fish now
I´m never gonna make it out of my hole
But I keep on laughing
Doesn´t really matter
There´s dozens of reasons for explaining my soul
When I was a teenager
Suckin´ booze with the Vatos
Discussing who was gonna live to be 21
They said they wouldn´t make it
They didn´t make it
We´re all naked when the day is said and done
This is life
What a fucked up thing we do
What a nightmare come true
Or a playground if we choose
And I choose
Don´t know who made this all come true
But now while you´re here
You just gotta do what you gotta do
Now if I wasn´t such a weenie
Do you think you´d still love me
Pretending I´m an airplane on the living
Room floor
But like a lovely generator
You stand right by me
And if words were wisdom I´d be talking
Even more
So I keep on falling
As I´m looking back above me
Watching as my mama just becomes a little dot
Now I´m like DeNiro
I´m amarillo
And I´ll never know when I hit the ground