the only thing the pictures show
by Bad Music
Sunday, August 25, 2002
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I claim the stage, then run and hide
constantly shifting from side to side
wanted to impress, and so I lied
realized the truth, and then I cried.
first impressions as far as the "I can see"
red eye flash ain't got nothing on me
like an incessant scab I can't let it be,
but instant gratification's got a heavy fee.
you only set yourself to be let far down
now that I've given you warning, you should flee from town
before you go any further you should turn around
because I'll disapear myself without a trace or sound
I hate who I am, I hate where I am,
but at least it's not the me that I know
this is not who I am, this is not what I want,
but it's the only thing the pictures show