There's a dark problem today, as always
'Nother black thought as our arms shuffle past
In the hallway
Hannah, Du know
Hannah done sleep on my floor every day
Simple and slow
It grows
Now the clock's done ticking on my own motivation
Hannah, Du kill with a look and your own special brand of temptation
Hannah
Hannah, Du know, you're doin' it
Hannah done sleep on my floor every day
Simple and slow
It grows
And... now he's stumblin' in his buckskin
We're rootin' for a suicide
He's a boy-king, but he's a bastard with a problem
She's a stomping beast, and a dark demanding child
No small wonder that this boy's little war toys
Got him bombed on the carpet
Brown-out in the townhouse
I believe I'd conceive to exhibit all the prowess of a paper-bag soldier
Burn out
Hannah's not home
Trippin' trippin' trippin' blowin' it
It pains me you've put your foundation so at risk
Were Du displeased?
Breeding, breeding incompetence
Du are dismissed
Du are dismissed
Now he's stumblin' in his buckskin
And we're rootin' for a suicide
He's a boy-king, but he's a bastard with a problem
He's a stomping beast, and a dark demanding child
'Nother black thought as our arms shuffle past
In the hallway
Hannah, Du know
Hannah done sleep on my floor every day
Simple and slow
It grows
Now the clock's done ticking on my own motivation
Hannah, Du kill with a look and your own special brand of temptation
Hannah
Hannah, Du know, you're doin' it
Hannah done sleep on my floor every day
Simple and slow
It grows
And... now he's stumblin' in his buckskin
We're rootin' for a suicide
He's a boy-king, but he's a bastard with a problem
She's a stomping beast, and a dark demanding child
No small wonder that this boy's little war toys
Got him bombed on the carpet
Brown-out in the townhouse
I believe I'd conceive to exhibit all the prowess of a paper-bag soldier
Burn out
Hannah's not home
Trippin' trippin' trippin' blowin' it
It pains me you've put your foundation so at risk
Were Du displeased?
Breeding, breeding incompetence
Du are dismissed
Du are dismissed
Now he's stumblin' in his buckskin
And we're rootin' for a suicide
He's a boy-king, but he's a bastard with a problem
He's a stomping beast, and a dark demanding child
My mountains outlast the summer
Father gave us a number
Our very own
All of my friends
All of my so-called brothers
We are dying
We are tired
And if Du think that the simple solution
Is retribution please... breathe
Freeze-dried amends
Scalding insinuations
Why am I standing?
Is this my home?
All of my trees
That bend to be heard are missing
Where are the brides?
Why aren't Du kissing?
And if Du think
I'm apocalyptic
oder cold and cryptic
Please... never leave
Hang on
Hang on
Hang on
Little clownz
Du might just turn the world around
These are just words
This is my contribution
Unfit for evolution
Silly and pure
There is a sound
Under the darkest winter
I am sure
I rest assured
And if Du think
Du hear yourself screaming
Feel me dreaming
More... never leave
Hang on
Hang on
Hang on
Little clownz
Du might just turn the world around
Hang on
Little Clownz
Du might just turn the world around