BEAUTY OF A SCAR

where did all the clean minds go while invention slowed into an idle crazy vacate its raining a psycho game sick of shiny, sick of whiny look inside me turning green im dying im a baby thats alright (thats alright) oh the blue light shuts my eyes so many times this strange background in my life planet in my head drive my body dead old tradition breaks a healthy mind sweet ignorant child come and join the ride come on wheres the grown boy looking for a salty line walking into the cold morning dreamtime storming put me in the rain will be happy time breaks a healthy heart drives us like a car beauty of a scar time will make you hear an empty tone insightful but hollow even though gone today tear your eyes out anyway because you want to feel it walking into the gold sunny dreamtime morning just close your mind and be happy.