Where Are You Going, Where Have You Been

A broken record has a thousand answers to countless contradictions.



Your condition is running through the streets again



now you've drained your thoughts onto an empty page



with ink as red as blood



some words were never meant to be



like I was talking to myself



I drew a picture to remind me



what you look like when it's raining



use a lot of heavy words that never get you anywhere



the circle vent is cycling



another year has lived an died



Of blue tangled phone lines



of frequency that's frightening first dial to hear a strangers voice crying



and now you've drained your thoughts onto an empty page with



ink as red as blood some words were never meant to be



like I was talking to myself



figure 8 crying your silver plates



icy eyes have you seen the midnight skies



wipe the sleet from your rusting eyes



fill this room with superstitious smile a chorus of all lies



wipe the sleet from your rusting eyes



I want you to see me for the first time



your blaring jagged lips



I'm dying to taste your icy eyes



you're your blaring jagged lips



I'm dying to taste icy eyes



figure 8 I wished I was better than your skates



icy eyes can you see through my disguise



figure 8 same old sour twist of fate



jagged lips your blaring icy eyes