Clear Static New Years 1984
Monday evening waiting for your sweet release I paid
you for it, you’re dark and unravel softly fascination
accidently, shadows I would steal, I broke you up like
a kiss face down, lined you with time listen ‘round,
lost your fame and fortune swings, uglyness pretty
things, started with a kiss, and now its come to this…
CHORUS: bleached white seconds after midnight paranoia
day light, till your coming down coming down, black out
isolation carried out, desperation freak out, till your
coming down coming down
Desperate pose and the way it shows, you were torn
without your clothes, broken hearts never came for me,
hidden cuts are a mystery, spinnin’ from within, and
you don’t care for anything
CHORUS: bleached white seconds after midnight paranoia
daylight, till your coming down coming down, black out
isolation carried out, desperation freak out, till your
coming down coming down
Just because I understand you doesn’t mean that I don’t
hate you
Cross the street you called and tripped a chalk line
from, and the sound of the daytime on your white wrist
and the terrified feelings on your painted fingertips
Did you know me, when you were living free, and didya
didya didya know me, when you were living free
Bleached white midnight paranoia day light, black out
carried out, desperation freak out freak out freak out
freak out freak out freak out freak out – so long.
