beach life in death

Last night I drove to Harper's Ferry and I thought about you
There were signs on the road that warned me of stop signs
The speed limit kept decreasing by ten
As we entered a town about halfway there
It was almost raining at the train station
We threw our hoods on our heads at the train station
Threw rocks into the river
The river underneath the train tracks

And when the train came, it was so big and powerful
When it came into the little station
I wanted to put my arms around it
But the conductor looked at me funny
So we had to say goodbye and leave
The Monopoly board still in the backseat
Took the nightmare left turn to get out of town
And ran into the decreasing speed limits again

What should I do? (Eat breakfast)
What should I do? (Eat lunch)
What should I do? (Eat dinner)
What should I do? (Go to bed)
Where can I go? (Go to the store)
Where can I go? (Apply for jobs)
Where can I go? (Go to a friend's)
Where can I go? (Go to bed)

I wrote "Beach Death" when I thought you were taken
I wrote "Beach Funeral" when I knew you were taken
I wrote "Beach Fagz," well, it wasn't about you
But it could've been, well, no, it couldn't have
I spent a week in Ocean City (I spent a week in Ocean City)
And came back to find you were gone
I spent a week in Illinois (I spent a week in Illinois)
And came back to find you were still gone
I pretended I was drunk when I came out to my friends
I never came out to my friends
We were all on Skype
And I laughed and I changed the subject
She said, "What's with this dog motif?"
I said, "Do you have something against dogs?"

I am almost completely soulless
I am incapable of being human
I am incapable of being inhuman
I am living uncontrollably

It should be called antidepression
As a friend of mine suggested
Because it's not the sadness that hurts you
It's the brain's reaction against it

It's not enough to love the unreal
I am inseparable from the impossible
I want gravity to stop for me
My soul yearns for a fugitive from the laws of nature
I want a cut scene
I want a cut from your face to my face
I want a cut, I want the next related video

I don't want to go insane
I don't want to have schizophrenia

Last night, I dreamed he was trying to kill you
I woke up and I was trying to kill you
Been a year since we first met
I don't know if we're boyfriends yet
Do you have any crimes that, uh
We could use to pass the time? I am
Running out of drugs to try and I

We said we hated humans
We wanted to be humans
We said we hated humans
We wanted to be humans

(Get more groceries, get eaten)
(More groceries, get eaten)

In the mall in the nighttime
You came back alone with a flashlight
Was the start of nothing new
And it was my favorite scene
I couldn't tell you what it means
But it meant something to me

Pretty soon you'll find some nice young
Satanist with braces and one
Capital "O", significant other
You can take him home to your mother and
Say, "Ma, this is my brother"

We said we hated humans
We wanted to be humans
We said we hated humans
We wanted to be humans

(Get more groceries, get eaten)
(Get more groceries, get eaten)
(Get more groceries, get eaten)

By the one you love
When they put their lips around you
You can feel their smile from the inside

Last night, I dreamed he was trying to kill you
I woke up and I was trying to kill you
Your ears perked up
And I perked up when your ears perked up
You were all looking around
And I hoped it was for me
Hoped you were using your sonar systems for me

The ancients saw it coming
And you can see that they tried to warn them
In the tales that they told their children
But they fell out of their heads in the morning
They said, "Sex can be frightening"
But the children were not listening
And then they cut out everything
Except the kissing and the singing
They finally found their home
At Walt Disney Studios
And the children all grew up
With their fundamental schemas fucked
But there's lots of fish left in the sea
There are lots of fish in business suits
Who walk and talk on human feet
And visit doctors, have weak knees

Oh, please let me join your cult
I'll paint my face in your colors
You had a real nice face
I had an early death

The ocean washed over your grave
The ocean washed open your grave
The ocean washed over your grave
The ocean washed open your grave
The ocean washed over your grave
The ocean washed open your grave
The ocean washed over your grave
The ocean washed open your grave
The ocean washed over your grave
The ocean washed open your grave
The ocean washed over your grave
The ocean washed open your grave
The ocean washed over your grave
The ocean washed open your grave
The ocean washed over your grave
The ocean washed over your grave
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