She's 3 years old
Can't understand...

Darling! Darling! I cry out to you.
Darling! Darling! Be mine...

I'll tear out my heart,
while it's still beating...

Through the cotton I see,
that you're colorful...

Insufferable insanity, the irrational profanity
Intense grip of the cerebellum, they all ignore me...

Waves of nostalgia,
She is the sand of the sea...

Mercury runs wild tonight.
It makes me eager to sleep...

Dust settling on a window pane
window's closed, 'cause it always rains...

Run run, from what you had
Run while you're hurt...

I wish I understood
the need for more...

The paragraphs in our biography grow shorter
as the years of our lives grow longer...

It's never good enough
I'm sick of just trying...