we all sleep in the same bed
and seem to dream the same dream
negativity sinks into our skin
and our bones are eaten away
by the cold raw flesh

your flesh and me flesh repel
your name and my name only seem to clash
and the pattern of the city's eyes
don't seem to make much sense
and I am lost
(as I was from the beginning)
only this time
the moon doesn't help me with my problems
(oh I wish)

can't bear any of that intense virus anymore
are you immune?  I think not
a plucking on my face
an ex-lover to my taste
and not much of anything
seems to make much sense anymore

i will only listen to the butterflies
and follow their glow
i will only bring smiles to my real friendships
and follow their expressions
i will only trust in this legality
and follow all of it's characteristics
and i will only love who wants to be loved
and never follow my heart

well, the bruises are alive again
but this time there's a wide stretch
across my broken face called a smile...
and I am happy!
with or without the love
i'm in myself
and i will never think of that place again
You can rip my knees
cut my toes, scratch my face
and I will never be in that place again
But because of the same shuffle
through the distinguished plea
you will always be with me
and I promise to never utter another sound of this again

separation begins to lose its purpose
when the captivation in your voice
makes my smile drip
and my mind melts into a nebulous cloud of confusion
but the colour of my illusion
saves my being from his dying
and all that's lost
makes up for this feeling
but please don't mistake me...

because I am happy.