adia

i don't want to say good morning
i don't want to say good night

when friends evolve; they make you think your strange
they change and you stay the same
i like to think on paper but some people grow out of it
they look at it as teenage angst overdone
i've got news for them...i do this to help me out

i'm on a rage wishing things alway stay the same
but my body can't do everything forever
i put music on repeat
you make me feel like dancing
dancing around inside my head
floating up to the tips of my fingers
beginning to type away

could i stop time
hit rewind...
words inside break out into a vibe
commanding me to spell out what i think
all this just my thoughts that pass on by
i'd never go outside if i could help it
sitting in my chair always high
feeling my iris's as they begin to fry

could i stop time
hit rewind....
an observer am i
watching the passersby
body language is my specialty
i can see who you are from a mile away
i don't listen to what you say
i listen to how you say it

if i get played and underestimate
it was probably little miss "fate"
not because i missed it

don't think i don't lie to myself
because i do everyday
i tell myself little white lies

could you reach up inside my mind
and even try to put humpty together again
i've got spins inside

i watch them all walk away
one by one and it's no fun
out of my life and in again
to repeat myself everytime
even i have trouble getting it right again

all these people that drive me crazy
making my life so fucking hazy
madness consumes my words at times
mismatching some subjects and rhymes

aDia