I was born of the Virgin Mary, Given life to rid earth of evil. Blood on my hands, Dirt on my hands, I’m akin with Christ Himself.

In my daydreams, I used to be an acrobat, Flying through air Into capable hands. In my dreams,

You don’t ask me to speak. You never expect my opinion. I was your second child In a runaway marriage. I suppose I loved you once,

If you’re happy, then I’m happy. I’ll be ok if you’re ok. I can’t die without you living. I won’t move on without you search… At night, do you think about me?

I could hop on a train. Grow akin to the screaming and whi… Where would I go? Far from here, from cold. Tell my parents my love,

Don’t cry Don’t cry Don’t cry Because it’s your birthday.

When you taste your own sweet tear… Know I’ll be there. When the night becomes a friend, Know

Am I incurable? It seems so. I’m an incorrigible invalid Of the heart.

It’s over. It’s okay. The parting is such sorrow And relief. It hurts like a crushing force,

There’s so much blood in blood cou… As there are stones in my heart When I hear your name. The winged-pig can fly daily Once I’ve let myself remember

I love John. I love when he cries. When he looks at me, I fly.

You know, I miss you both Like I miss my childhood blanket That I wonder idly about.

Someone’s teaching me to give up. It’s like unrequited love, But we’ll break up in the end. I’m showing myself to give up When I see how I fall asleep in c…

I feel under-appreciated. Isn’t that vain to say? That might just be my Napoleon co…