We enjoy all the wrong moves
We dance to all the wrong songs
We're not leading

We seek only reprieve and welcome the darkness
The myth of a meaning so lost and forgotten

This art is weak
in its pretty frame
and I am a monkey with
a misspelled name

Grass

A pill to make you numb
A pill to make you dumb
A pill to make you anybody else
But all the drugs in this world
Won't save her from herself

Cause you were from a perfect world
A world that threw me away today

There's something cold and blank
Behind her smile
She's standing on an overpass
In a miracle mile