A talk with Me, a talk with you
A talk with Me, a talk with you
Hello, this is your mind, giving you someone to talk to
Hello, this is your heart, wondering what's wrong with you
What's made you so cold?
You used to be so bold
Hello this is you, what's wrong with me??
Say hello to copper teeth
Never say goodbye
Cliché attention, you supposedly want
Do you want to die?
Or maybe you're already dead
You're body black and red
The always seem to hurt you
From white to black to blue
Your long brown hair
Pulled from side to side
Silver teeth now take its place
Your lines are now your pride
Carry them with joy my love
But always remember
The future is made from the past
And the lines you have
Won't be your last.