nobody wants what they think they want...the "imaginary" friend is all i see

toni n bob n ganja
i have friends on my wall n in my head
that might not seem like a friend at all
everybody is wrong but me
trauma has turned me into this i guess
is it just boredom w/ what i see
i would rather do this all together
disappointment will happen once again
everything we've been told is a lie
that's a really cool shot of the camcorder, do you notice it vortex
i love that flute sound!
this chord progression makes me cry cos it's my life
i take that back, i don't wish
if you got what you thought you wanted at the time you'd realize that you were wrong
i'm not who you idealize or devalue
i am a combination of who i am in my head n what you see instead
i can't explain this to yer avg human being
i always ran straight towards the darkness w/ a flashlight n a toolbox n more shit
why would i need anyone
if you had this option you would choose it
how could you expect me to let go of my experience
you'd have to be a real idiot to blame me