Where the fuck did the sun go?

You are a waterfall
Waiting inside a well
You are a wrecking ball
Before the building fell
And every lightning rod
Has got to watch the storm cloud come.

And I’ve heard of pious men
And I’ve heard of dirty fiends
But you don’t often hear
Of us ones in between
And I’ve heard of creatures
Who eat their babies;
And I wonder if they stop
To think about the taste.

I saw the sun go down
Outside of Arkansas;
And I saw the sun come up
Somewhere in Illinois.
And in the darkness
I taught myself to hate.
But where were you, oh where were you?
And where the fuck did the sun go?

And I am a creature.
And I am survivin’.
And I want to be alone
But I want your body.
So when you eat me,
Mother and baby,
Oh baby, mother me,
Before you eat me.

And you should always pass
When you get the inside lane.
Don’t pull your hair out;
I won’t pull my hair out.
For I have never seen the sun
That did not bury his fears in the side of the world.
And the day is done.

You are a waterfall
Waiting inside a well
You are a wrecking ball
Before the building fell
And I will mutter like a lover
Who speaks in tongues, oh he speaks in tongues.
Oh I speak in tongues.

(She’s your mother; she’s got a lovely tongue.)

Us ones in between - Sunset Rubdown

There's nothing wrong with us

Foda-se. Tenho dito.

Disarm

You do not belong here. You shouldn't have to breath. Not yet. You shouldn't have to be twisted around like a little something (someone) - that, indeed, you are. You aren't meant to be, no, this is too soon. I don't know what'll happen to you; if we ever meet again, i won't know you're you, nor you will know i'm me, for i have only stared at you for a few moments. I hope we will meet again, you special little someone - hoping that the brightness of the sun - that has now scared the rain away - will walk by your side every single day of your beautiful life.

Disarm - The Smahing Pumpkins