My manic and I
He wants to die in a lake in Geneva,The mountains can cover the shape of his nose.He wants to die where nobody can see him,But the beauty of his death will carry on soI don't believe him
He greets me with kisses when good days deceive himAnd sometimes we're scorned and sometimes I believe him.And sometimes I'm convinced my friends think I am crazy,Get scared and call him but he's usually hazy
At one in the morning the day is not endedBy two he is scared that sleep is no friend.And by four he will drink but he cannot feel it,Sleep will not come because sleep does not will itAnd I don't believe himMorning is mocking me
I'll wander the streets avoiding them eatsTil' the ring on my finger slips to the groundA gift to the gutter, a gift to the cityThe veins of which have broken me down.And I don't believe him,Morning is mocking me
Oh the gods that he believes, never fail to amaze meHe believes in the love of his god of all things,But I find him wrapped up in all manner of sinsThe drugs that deceive him and the girls that believe himI can't control you, I don't know you wellThese are the reasons I think that you're ill.I can't control you, I don't know you wellThese are the reasons I think that you're ill.
And since last that we parted, since last that I saw himDown by a river silent and hardenedMorning was mocking us, blood hit the sky.I was just happy my manic and IHe couldn't see me the sun was in his eyesAnd birds were singing to calm us downAnd birds were singing to calm us down
And I'm sorry young man I cannot be your friendI don't believe in a fairy tale endI don't keep my head up all of the timeI find it dull when my heart meets my mind.And I hardly know you I think I can tellThese are the reasons I think that we're illI hardly know you I think I can tellThese are the reasons I think that I'm illAnd the gods that he believes never fail to disappoint meThe gods that he believes never fail to disappoint meMy nihilist, my happy man, my manic and IHave no plans to move onThe birds are singing to calm us downAnd birds are singing to calm us down