♡

listen close, and don't be stoned
i'll be here in the morning
'cause i'm just floating
your cigarette still burns
your messed-up world will thrill me
alison, i'm lost
alison, i said we're sinking
there's nothing here but that's okay
outside your room, your only sister's spinning
but she lies, tells me she's just fine
i guess she's out there somewhere
and the sailors they strike poses
tv covered walls, and so slowly
with your talking and your pills
your messed-up life still thrills me
alison, i'm lost
alison, i'll drink your wine
i wear your clothes, when we're both high
alison, i said we're sinking
but you laugh and tells me it's just fine
i guess she's out there somewhere