All the people flew when i talked to them
I used to watch out life like a mix of Pollock and Dali
All the things exploded into colors and dreams
And I used to think everybody's kind
All the time felt so good
Oh And I used to think
I used to feel
I used to watch
I used to...
Now I cant get sleep
wings wrecked arms and knees crippled
flat tones, forgotten dreams
knives out frozen expressions
And you've got to feel it in your bones
Prozac Nation gets closerknives out frozen expressions
And you've got to feel it in your bones
Oh And I used to think
I used to feel
I used to watch
I used to...
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